Robbery?

The saints in the realm of the purple house and the realm of the sword and jail are all ashamed.

There are more than a thousand saints gathered under the holy spring waterfall. Which one is weak? However, a crazy monk suddenly jumped out and robbed them.

Is this man really crazy?

A forty-year-old robe of Zifujie was truly holy, and he recognized the madness with a surprised look, saying: "He ... he is a half-step holy king of the eight kingdoms. He was robbed by him once in the jungle. Actually ... he came here again ... "

"Boom!"

Below the holy spring waterfall, all the saints' eyes were filled with anger, and waves of divine power spewed outwards.

"It turned out to be a madman in the eight kingdoms, no wonder it was so arrogant."

"Even if it is a madman, when he comes to Wujin Sacred Mountain, he dare to rob us, just to die."

The madman is very famous. Even in the realm of Zifu and Dao Jie, many saints have heard of him and have the strength of a sacred king to fight one step. Of course, there are so many people in the two worlds that he is not afraid of him at all.

An old man with a long golden knife stood out, flying down to the opposite side of the madman, his eyes were rather eagle-eyed, and he said, "The Wujin Holy Mountain is the site of the realm of purple palace and sword and prison. In the holy mountain, do you dare to come here?

The old man with a golden sword is so powerful that he turns out to be the most powerful one.

"Dare to rob the saints of the Purple House Realm is death."

On the bank of the holy spring, there are hundreds of holy saints taking out the holy artifacts, invoking holy gas into them, inspiring the inscriptions on the holy vessels, and preparing to kill the mad spirit.

The air between heaven and earth became a little solidified, and a killing breath spread out.

In the face of such a battle, the madman did not have a trace of fear, but just smiled.

"唰."

Zhang Ruochen wore a blood armor and walked out from the ripples of space. It was like passing through a layer of water curtain and hanging in the sky above Shengquan Waterfall.

With a wave of his palm, he hit twelve beads.

The sacred bead, suspended in twelve directions of this space, looks like twelve stars, and emits the light, covering all the 1,000 saints present.

The figure of Zhang Ruochen, like the true God standing in the air, gave a huge oppression to the saints below.

The saints in the Zhuangzi Realm and Dao Jie Realm were surprised to find that their connection with the outside world was cut off, as if entering a separate space.

"That is ... the **** of the broad cold world."

There is a saint who recognizes Zhang Ruochen's identity.

"Have Zhang Ruochen joined the madness?"

圣 The saints in the two worlds are in turmoil again, and some of the older characters have been faintly aware of the bad, and quickly said, "Let's do it together and kill the two of them."

Without hesitation, more than a hundred saints shot at the same time. In the first time, the holy sword, sword, tower, tripod, etc. were hit like a ball of rain, and they bombarded Zhang Ruochen respectively. And madness.

Zhang Ruochen stood tall peacefully, but just mobilized his spiritual strength to support the twelve beads. Seeing dozens of sacred artifacts was about to hit him.

"Wow--"

In front of Zhang Ruochen's body, a black vortex appeared, a powerful suction force was swallowed up, all the holy artifacts were swallowed in.

The saints below you felt horrified, because they noticed that the connection between them and the sacrament was completely broken.

"Ha ha."

Han Yongpi spread a long black hair out of the vortex, holding a lot of broken sacred artifacts in the palm of his hand, and sprinkled to the saints in the world of Zifu and Sword Prison, disdainfully said: "All What's broken? "

"嘭 嘭."

Fragments of sacred artifacts fell to the ground, smashing huge pits below.

On the other end, the madman held an iron rod and attacked his sacred artifacts. All of them flew out and laughed wildly: "Ben Sheng advises you to hand over all the treasures on your body. Why do you have to make meaningless resistance? "

"Arrogant, do you really think that the sword prison world and the purple house world are soft persimmons that you can handle freely?"

The old Jindao old man was quite annoyed, five fingers pointed at the void, and suddenly a sharp knife rang. The golden sword rushed out of the scabbard, dragged a golden river-like sword, and slashed at the mad monster.

However, the gold knife was only half waved out, but the light on the knife suddenly became dim.

The tyrannical knife gas actually dissipated and opened.

Because, the Elder Golden Sword is dead.

A rusty iron sword pierced the center of his eyebrow, leaving a blood hole, a trail of holy air, constantly escaping from the blood hole.

Ale stood beside the old man with the golden sword, and had taken back the sword and dragged a long blood mark.

"It's really amazing."

There was a secret whisper in the heart of the madman.

I must know that even if it is his cultivation, it will take some means to kill the old man with a golden sword. However, Ale used only one sword to kill him.

Swordsmanship is neat and clean, killing with one strike is daunting.

I'm afraid the old man with the Golden Knife didn't know who was killed until he died.

He burst out with four first-class powerhouses, and the Saints present were a little flustered. The main thing is that none of them can calm down the scene and have no backbone, so it is difficult to deal with such a crisis.

A holy holy courage and courage, yelled out: "Everyone immediately forms an array to fight against the strong ... the enemy ... ah ..."

Before the word of the Most Holy, was finished, it was shredded by a dark force struck by Han Yan, and the Holy Body turned into black particles.

A black vortex appeared in the palm of Han Han's palm, absorbing all the Holy Holy Power.

"Dark Rules."

The madman felt numbness in his scalp, and finally realized how terrible the woman beside Zhang Ruochen was, and even practiced the dark way of the nine ancient ways.

Dark and devour everything.

According to the meridian catalogue in Tai Chi Congenital Gong, one of the six great books, Han Yun worked the Holy Holy Power for one Sunday. The next moment, the Holy Holy Power was all transformed. For her own strength.

I was just a time to breathe, her cultivation, and great progress.

"Who dares to act rashly is dead."

Han Han's body sprayed out dark power, flooding the heavens and the earth. Suddenly, all the saints in the field gave birth to an inexplicable fear.

The so-called "Dark Way" is the source of all negative forces.

The evil ways, the demon ways, the ghost ways, the way of death, the way of cursing, the way of devouring, the way of destruction ... and so on all extend from the way of darkness, and of course, including the fear of human nature.

"A terrible woman, comparable to Yan Luo in hell."

The mad mad trembled, and he realized deeply that he could never offend Han Yun, and even offend Zhang Ruochen.

Stunned by the crowd, the sages in the world of Zifu and Sword Prison really didn't dare to resist any more, and obediently gave up all the treasures on their bodies.

Although the treasures are good, their lives are more important.

There are more than one thousand saints. Just the storage bag, there are more than two thousand, and the various treasures poured out from it are actually piled into a mountain.

Treasure bottles, holy stones, holy jade, elixir, runes, holy medicine, holy vessels ... all kinds of treasures are shining bright light. Looking at the Baoshan in front of him, the corners of the saints in Zifujie and Sword Prison are twitching, and they hate their teeth, but no one dares to resist.

"What are you waiting for, start dividing the loot! Haha!"

The madman flew to the foot of Baoshan Mountain, rubbed his hands, and was so excited.

Until this time, the madman discovered that it used to be a little bit of trouble, but this time it was the real robbery. Such crazy things can only be done by him and Zhang Ruochen, a group of crazy people.

He is involved in the life and death of his motherland. They have hundreds of thousands of lives on their bodies. Who else is moral?

The treasures looted by the Zhuangzi Realm and the Sword and Prison Realm, and the number of participants killed in the war, are definitely many.

Han Han looked at Zhang Ruochen and asked, "How to divide?"

"I'll charge half, and you'll share the rest!"

若 Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to explore above Baoshan, and the amount of various treasures clearly appeared in his mind.

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen took out the space ring and directly collected half of it.

This way of distribution, the madmen, Han 湫, Ale have no opinion, and then they began to collect their own part.

This time, Zhang Ruochen exchanged more than 6 million merit values. Guanghan ’s ranking on the wall of merit books surpassed the eight divisions and ranked second.

As Han Yun and Ale exchanged merit values, the ranking of the Kunlun community rose from the last to the sixth.

The queen is at the end and becomes the Tianmu Realm.

Zhang Ruochen walked to the edge of the holy spring, took a deep breath, and immediately felt that the whole body's holy air became active, and his limbs and bones were extremely comfortable.

"It really is a remarkable holy spring."

Zhang Ruochen took out the Mercury gourd and put all the holy spring waterfall into it.

Before the meritorious war of saints began ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Zhang Ruochen took the Mercury gourd from the wine lunatic.

In addition to the holy spring previously seized from the saints in the two worlds, Zhang Ruochen roughly estimated that the holy spring in the Mercury gourd can quench more than 200,000 drops of condensed true dew.

"Wow!"

The holy spring, without exhaustion, quickly flowed down from above, forming a waterfall again.

Han Zheng looked up and said, "Fang Yi, the slayer in the sword prison realm, and Dongli Jianzun, the jiezi in the realm of the purple house, led the two most powerful men in the world, and entered the holy spring along the holy spring. Inside the mountain, a holy palace was found. That holy palace is likely to be the secret possession of the ancestors of Ugin. "

"The secret of a great saint."

若 Zhang Ruochen read a sentence after that, his eyes showed a very interested look.

The madman was quite puzzled. He couldn't help but ask Han Yan, "How did you know where Fang Yi and Dongliu Jianzun were going? Do you know the secrets of Wujin's ancestors?"

先前 "Before, I was able to absorb more than one holy holy power, but also some valuable information in his mind."

Han Han frowned, and said, "However, the most important memory of the Most Holy, was sealed up by a rather powerful force. There was no way to read it, and it had been annihilated with his body."

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