The Roussa Marquis hiding around the temple found the blue ink, and then a third-level marquis-level Rakshasa woman raised an ebony scepter and waved in the direction of the blue ink.

When Qing Mo was running quickly, a swath of black feathers flew out of the swamp, and wrapped behind her silently.

Zhang Ruochen took the blue sky bow and shot an arrow.

"Wow--"

The white arrow smashed the black feathers of the sky and turned into an arc of light, hitting the third-level marquis Rakshasa.

With a bang, the body of the Luosha girl was shot through, flying backwards, falling into a sea of ​​fire, and the whole body was burning.

Suddenly, it turned into fly ash.

Wu Qingmo was startled and looked back.

I saw a figure flashing by, and the next moment, Zhang Ruochen had appeared in front of her, and said, "It's really rash, don't you know it's dangerous?"

若 Zhang Ruochen walked towards the temple while pulling the bowstring at the same time, and shot an arrow in an unknown direction.

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In the shrine, the battle is nearing completion.

There are only a dozen saints alive.

After all, Wu Cang Lan Wu Sheng has not reached the sacred realm. Even the burning of the Holy Blood in the body can only compete with Tian Gehou.

Over time, the side effects brought about by the burning of the holy blood were revealed, and the fighting power of Canglan Wusheng was rapidly declining, and his body became weaker and weaker.

Wu Tiange Hou chuckled, touched the position of his waist, and immediately pulled out a golden chain.

"Bindlock."

The golden chain was only one foot long, but as the evil spirit was injected into it, it suddenly spun up and became longer and longer, and the sky was the shadow of the chain.

With the weak state of Canglan Wusheng at this moment, he could not escape at all, and his white neck was entangled with a sacred chain.

"Come here."

Ji Tiange Hou's wrist exerted force, and then Canglan Wusheng was pulled like a paper man.

"It is impossible to enslave this saint, and we all die together."

Wu Canglan Wusheng clenched his teeth and felt quite humiliated. He operated the Holy Spirit in his body and wanted to explode the Qihai and Shengyuan. However, the immortal power contained in the sacred lock was to suppress the holy spirit in her body.

Holy air can't work, naturally it can't explode.

"嘭."

Wu Canglan Wu Sheng fell heavily on the ground, and the golden chain on her neck made a rattling sound, dragging her to the side of Master Lingquan's boots.

"what……"

As the head of the nine-day goddess, Cang Lan Wusheng has the identity and status of the wind and the rain in Kunlun. He has suffered such humiliation.

In addition, several other first-class marquises also used sacred locks to bind all other saints.

The All Saints of Kunlun Realm lost their fighting ability.

The eyes of Master Shaoquan, staring at the long and white body of Cang Lan Wu Sheng at his feet, and looking at other Xuan Nu and Confucian monks, he smiled scornfully, Obedient, but unbelieving. With your strength, you should have awe in the face of the Rakshas. "

In the presence of Xun, there are only sacred girls, and with the Confucian Scriptures, they are still struggling to support.

"Break me."

Bai Yunhou held a dark red tomahawk to mobilize the evil spirit of the whole body. An axe chopped the past, and then a dozen-foot-long axe appeared.

"Boom."

The page-by-page scrolls of the Confucian ancestor's holy book trembled violently.

Hundreds of thousands of words were shocked by the power of the Tomahawk.

There was a muffled sound in the mouth of the talented girl of Wu Shengshu. The slender body was like the yellow leaves in the wind, flying backwards. The Confucian Scriptures lost their spiritual support and fell from the air.

Bai Yunhou laughed loudly, pulled out the sacred lock, and flung his arm out. The sacred lock turned into a long golden line, entwining the slender willow waist of the talented sage.

At this moment, a large red hand stretched out from under the temple steps, grabbed the sacred lock, and dissipated all the power on the chain.

"唰."

Zhang Ruochen's Zoran figure rushed up from below the temple, and the next moment, he was standing opposite Bai Yunhou.

Zhang Ruochen held the sacred lock in one palm and held it up in the other, pressing it against the waist of the sage scholar who fell from above.

The delicate body of the talented girl of Wu Shengshu first trembled, and then she turned her face. A pair of staring eyes just stared at Zhang Ruochen's sharply contoured face, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

But the next moment, she immediately retracted her gaze, lowered her head, and even the corners of her mouth converged.

"It's him."

Wu Canglan, Wu Sheng, and the Sage Goddess, etc., were slightly surprised, and never thought that Zhang Ruochen would come here.

The nine first-class marquises present at the scene were all slightly surprised to see the uninvited guest who broke in suddenly, and then sneered again.

"Bai Yunhou, what are you waiting for? Behead him." Tian Gehou said.

Bai Yunhou's arm suddenly exerted force, inspiring the inscriptions in the sacred lock, and then, purple lightnings emerged from the chain and turned into dozens of electric dragons, Zhang Yawu's claws rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

With the palm of Zhang Ruochen's palm, a large amount of thunder and lightning came out, crushing those electric dragons. Immediately, a sudden pull back, a huge force spread from the sacred lock to Bai Yunhou.

The next moment, Bai Yunhou's body was pulled by Zhang Ruochen by that force.

"not good……"

Ji Baiyun Hou realized that Zhang Ruochen's strength was very strong, far beyond that of the Kunlun sages, so he quickly raised the tomahawk, inspiring tens of thousands of inscriptions in the tomahawk, and chopped down on Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen wore crystal red gloves on the palm of her hand, and immediately formed a palm print, and patted it towards the sky.

"嗷!"

The deafening, long-sounding dragon yelled, and a hundreds-meter-long green fire dragon flew out of Zhang Ruochen's palm, colliding with Bai Yunhou.

"Boom."

Baiyun Hou flew out and hit his strong body against a pillar in the temple, making the entire temple shake gently.

I waited until Baiyunhou slipped to the ground, only to find that the body of the armor was burnt out.

"Pure annihilation."

Xi Baiyunhou's complexion changed slightly, and he stared at Zhang Ruochen again, with a bit of fear in his eyes.

I was present, and the other first-class marquises all smiled. Even if they didn't fight with Zhang Ruochen, they could see that Zhang Ruochen was very powerful and was a real fierce role in the heavenly world.

Zhang Ruochen put the talented sage on the ground, retracted the palm pressed against her waist, stood upright, and glanced at the presence of Marquis Rakshasa and the saints in Kunlun.

Wu Canglan Wusheng fell to the ground, a sacred **** entangled around his neck, and touched Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and immediately lowered his head, and could not wait to find a place to drill into it.

Finally, Zhang Ruochen's eyes were fixed on Shaojun Lingquan.

Master Shao Quanquan is also looking at Zhang Ruochen, it seems to recognize him, a smile on his face can not help but "Zhang Ruochen, Ben Shaojun has been looking for you for a long time, but I did not expect you to come to the door."

Zhang Ruochen's momentum was strong and extremely cold, saying: "It may not be that I will come to your door, maybe I will give you a ride."

With a grin on the lips of Master Shao Quanquan, "Your strength is really good. But you can't be too blind and confident. There are nine first-class marquises, how many can you fight?"

"According to the current situation, I have no choice but to fight with nine people together."

Zhang Ruochen inspired the hundred sacred blood armors, covering the whole body, and then taking out the ancient sword of Shen Yuan, the whole person's breath became extremely sharp.

Bian Tiange Hou brought up the bronze battle, walked to Zhang Ruochen, and smiled Shen: "Ben Hou killed a lot of holy saints, but this is the first time I have encountered such a arrogant human.

The saints in Kunlun Realm also sighed secretly.

The ten Rakshasa monks present were not ordinary characters. Each of them had the strength to fight against the Holy King.

If Zhang Ruochen can appear earlier, join hands with them, maybe he can kill a blood path.

but now……

With Zhang Ruochen's strength, it is not easy to defeat the cooperation of two first-class marquises. It is impossible to fight against the nine first-class marquises and an incomprehensible spiritual master. thing.

In the face of such a battle, even a one-step holy king-level character can only retreat.

Xi Tiange Hou is quite confident in his own strength, but he is not an arrogant person, he glanced at Bai Yunhou and said, "We joined hands and packed him up."

Bai Yunhou nodded his head, his body was full of warfare, and he also wanted to defeat Zhang Ruochen and get back the face he had just lost.

Master Shao Quanquan's arms were wrapped around his chest, and he seemed restless, saying, "I want to live."

When Shao Lingquan came to the ancestral realm, the biggest purpose was to pack Zhang Ruochen. Since His Royal Highness is so optimistic about him, then Master Lingquan will capture him and tame him into a war pet.

Only then will Her Royal Highness Princess know that Master Lingquan is more powerful than this human man ~ lightnovelpub.net ~.

Bai Yunhou and Tian Gehou flew away from the ground at the same time, and there was a mighty evil spirit in the body, as if it turned into two dark magic clouds.

Both the Lintian Battle Ge and the Great Axe were trembling violently. Inside them, two instrumental spirits appeared, which were actually two huge human shadows.

"Repression."

Under the control of two first-class marquises, two sacred artifacts burst into full force and bombarded Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's pupils quickly contracted, stepping on the ground with his right foot, and immediately inspired the first strength of the hundred Saint Blood Armor, a hundred soul shadows of the lower sage, rushed out of the armor, and stood one hundred Different orientation.

"Broken."

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of the hundred sages, and exhibited a true sword of lightning.

Qi Yijian slashed out, and a torrent of sword gas and lightning intertwined, condensed for a dozen miles, and bombarded in the direction of two sacred artifacts.

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(Only one chapter can be updated today. In fact, I really want to say that it is the cause of the headache. However, everyone may not believe it, so I will not say it! Try to update three chapters tomorrow. Of course, if there is no more than three chapters. Do n’t spit out, after all, Xiaoyu has this idea, it is worth encouraging, right?)

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