The funeral monk is the leader of an ancient religion in the Rhea kingdom.

The Ruiya realm has always been the vanguard of suppressing the Guanghan realm. Two hundred years ago, Su Shi went to the battlefield of merit, and was oppressed and humiliated by the loneliness of the son of the mourning monarch. Su Shi could not bear the indignation and killed the loneliness. The hatred of the two was buried at that time.

At that time, the funeral monarch had also mobilized the people to come to Shatuo Tianyu, and wanted revenge for his son. However, the Jiu Ling Da Sheng is not easy to mess with, but it is the existence of a standing on the peak of the Da Sheng that naturally blocked the mourning monarch back.

This matter will not be left.

After a lapse of two hundred years, the funeral monarch suddenly came to Shatuo Tianyu to take revenge, and he also carried a Fengtian glazed cover, which showed an unusual taste.

Wu Hao's heart was very tense. In case Su Shi knew that he was an inner ghost, I'm afraid he would be blown away.

Fortunately, Su Shi's attention was all hit on the mourner, and for the time being he did not think about who had exposed their whereabouts.

"Although the Fengtian Glass Cover is a holy thing that locks up the sky, but you don't think you have any preparation for this King?"

After all, Su Shi is the king of a party. Even in the face of an enemy such as Jun Wang, he still seems quite calm.

The funeral monk laughed loudly: "Fengtian glass cover is a treasure that covers the secrets of the heavens and blocks the space. Even the Great Saint may not break through. Can you break it if you practice?"

The holy air in Zhang Ruochen's body moved quickly, mobilizing the power of space, and swiping his fingers forward. Gradually, the extremely stable space in the heavenly world was torn apart by a small crack.

The crack had just approached the light curtain, and the rule of the Holy Spirit flowing on the light curtain was the exploding divine light, which squeezed the space crack and closed it again.

"Even space forces cannot tear it apart."

Zhang Ruochen quickly put away the strength of the Cause and quickly retreated.

The mournful laughter laughed: "Little baby, you have to make a living with your little space, and you want to break the glass lid of Kaifeng Tian, ​​you can't help it too much."

"Although Fengtian Liuli has the terror power that traps the Great Saint, it must be controlled by you. You control Fengtian Liuli, and the king may not be able to break it open." Su Shi hummed.

"Only you, dare to underestimate Ben Jun?"

In the evil cloud, two deterrent eyes gush out, and the mourner is very angry at this moment.

The wings on Su Shi's back were unfolded again, ten feet in length.

Among the thousands of feathers in the wings, nine different colors of light flashed.

That is, nine feathers.

"Wow--"

Nine feathers detached from Su Shi's wings, suspended in mid-air, becoming larger and larger, and emitting a breathtaking and holy breath, making this space appear nine whirlpools.

A mournful exclaimed in the mouth of the mourner: "The nine deities of the Nine Spirits."

"Break me."

The divine power in Su Shi's body is working to the extreme. There are dozens of electric snakes in his body. The two hands are combined to control the nine huge feathers, just like controlling the huge blade of nine handles, and at the same time chopped to the light curtain.

On the light screen, the rules of the Holy Word appeared again.

"Well."

Su Shi mobilized the nine deities of the Nine Spirits, and the feathers contained the holy rules that belonged to the nine spirits. Each feather had tens of thousands of rules flowing.

Gradually, the light curtain constructed by the rules of the Cause was actually torn open a few feet long and was able to see the scenery outside.

Taking Su Shi's current practice as his master, it is obviously not an easy task to control the nine deities of the Nine Spirits. His body is full of blue veins, bloodshot eyes, and a roar, "Hurry up."

Everyone knew that Su Shi could not last long, and the opening ripped by the fate of the nine fate was their only way of life now.

escape.

Headed by Wu Hao, Ling Ling, Mu Lingxi, and Wen Shusheng displayed their statures and quickly flew out.

Su Qingling stared at Su Shi and said, "Father, what do you do? Come with us ..."

Why didn't Su Shi rush out with them?

However, when Su Shi glanced at Jiu Ming Jiuyu, a bitter but helpless look appeared in his eyes. Only with all his strength can he tear open the light curtain of the rules of the Cause. Once he wants to escape, the sacred power in his body is bound to diminish, and the mouth will close.

No other monk can escape, but he cannot.

"Roar!"

In the direction behind him, the roar of the mourner was heard.

Su Shi's eyes became sharp again, full of warfare, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, take her away."

Zhang Ruochen gave Su Shi a deep look, and said nothing, but nodded, and then, holding Su Qingling's left shoulder, took her through the opening on the light curtain and rushed out.

"Wow."

The mouth disappeared on the light curtain.

Zhang Ruochen looked back and saw that there was a towering green mountain behind him. The mountain was calm and peaceful, it was not like there were two peerless strong men fighting inside.

"Father King ... Father King ... Zhang Ruochen, let me go ..."

Su Qingling dropped tears in her eyes, biting a shell tooth fiercely, erupting divine power, attacking Zhang Ruochen, trying to break free.

Zhang Ruochen was helpless and let go of the hand that clasped her shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, Su Qingling rushed forward, but rushed forward three steps, hitting a layer of invisible space wall, and was shaken back.

"Well."

Su Qingling went crazy like crazy, continuously hitting attacking forces, punching marks, or splitting the holy sword, ripples appeared on the transparent space wall, but he couldn't break it.

Zhang Ruochen did not go to persuade her, but took out a messenger, and burned the next paragraph of text for help, and then hit the messenger.

Their current position is still very close to the Red Dragon Sanctuary, and Zhang Ruochen was naturally asking for help from the Great Sword Lord of the Red Dragon Sanctuary.

However, it only flew hundreds of feet away, the speed slowed down, and finally stopped completely. I saw a large hand condensed by a purple aerosol, which emerged out of thin air, and grabbed it.

"I know, it's not that simple."

Zhang Ruochen stared at the big purple hand tightly. It seemed that he had expected the opponent to have follow-up killings.

I just do n’t know, who is sacred?

Ling Ling and Wen Shusheng's faces also became quite ugly. Just now, both of them also used some mysteries and wanted to ask for help from the big people in the cold world, but those mysteries were intercepted by an invisible force. It is impossible to spread the news.

"Praying for help is useless, no one of you can escape today!"

With a hoarse laughter, the figure of the King of King gradually appeared on the ground, half of the body and half of the soul, and the outside of the body was covered with a wide purple robe, and the quilt flew in the wind. .

The King of Kings held a scepter of bone and plunged into the ground suddenly.

Immediately, with a bone stick as the center, a purple array with a diameter of more than one hundred feet appeared, covering Zhang Ruochen, Wu Hao, Mu Lingxi, Ling Ling, Wen Shusheng, and Su Qingling.

A dense array of ghosts appeared in the purple array, and the voice of a ghost screamed.

At this moment, I am afraid that there is only Zhang Ruochen, who can keep calm and stare at the weird man standing in the center of the battlefield, saying, "You are the strongest soul in the world who wants to kill me?"

"I'm not going to kill you. Those who want to kill you are much stronger than me."

The king's voice was layered on top of one another, coming out like hundreds of voices.

In the voice, the three men with the mental strength attack, the weakest mental strength, Mu Lingxi, Ling Ling, and Su Qingling, simultaneously made a muffled sound in their mouths, clasped their heads, and Jiao's body became shaky.

"So powerful."

Zhang Ruochen felt a tingling in his brain, his eyes were dark, and he bit his tongue quickly. Then, he took out the Buddha relic, squeezed it in his hand, and injected the Holy Spirit into it.

"Wow--"

In the relic of the Buddha, thousands of golden mangs were emitted, and thousands of Buddha sounds came out, and soon it was the voice of the King of Kings.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen took out Jinbu Longyu and stepped on it first, saying: "The enemy is quite prepared and wants to kill us all. Everyone immediately boarded Longyu and broke out with me."

"That man is a demon in the soul world, named King of Kings. Not that we can compete. Listen to Zhang Ruochen, we must leave here as soon as possible." Wen Shusheng was afraid that Su Qingling would not leave, and quickly grabbed her and took her with her. On the golden step dragon.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Hao, Mu Lingxi, Ling Ling also all boarded up. With their full urging, the sound of the deafening dragon chant sounded inside the golden step dragon owl.

"Wow--"

The two waves of divine light surged out, and Jinbu Longyu burst out with the full strength of Eryao. The powerful Holy Path power, the purple pattern became twisted and twisted, as if to be torn.

At the corner of the king's mouth, a radian was drawn, and he said with a smile, "Wu Hao, you haven't started yet, do you really want to watch Zhang Ruochen and run away like this?"

"What do you mean?"

Hearing this, Wen Shusheng, Ling Ling, Su Qingling, and Mu Lingxi were all stunned and temporarily lost their ability to think.

Wu Hao, standing on the golden step dragon's cymbal, had suffocation in his eyes, apparently very dissatisfied, and felt that the prince should not expose him. However, since it has been exposed, there is no way back for him.

Really, once you make the wrong choice, you can only go all the way to the bottomless abyss.

"Boom." Wu Hao locked the target on Zhang Ruochen's body, his body tightened like a bow, and then rushed forward, both palms attacked Zhang Ruochen's back at the same time.

You know, Wu Hao's shot was quite decisive. Almost as soon as the king of the king exposed him, his palm print was already attacked.

In addition, Wu Hao stood behind Zhang Ruochen, and there was only a distance of less than a foot. Between the palm print and the electric light and flint, he could fall on Zhang Ruochen's body.

but……

Wu Hao's palms only hit a shadow of Zhang Ruochen.

"How can he hide? It's absolutely impossible ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Wu Hao's eyes are shocked, the printed palm prints fail, he can't hold his strength, his body loses its center of gravity, and it flits forward.

Just then, Zhang Ruochen's voice came to his ears from the side: "At the moment when the mourner appeared, I knew that at least one of us was a ghost. How could I not beware of you? What about? "

Wu Hao's face became extremely ugly, trying to inspire the amulet to protect himself.

"Give me death." Zhang Ruochen roared angrily.

A thick palm fell and hit Wu Hao's back, slamming him on the ground, inlaid at the bottom of a large handprint pit. With crimson blood, poured out from Wu Hao.

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen was standing on the golden step dragon again, his body was spotless, and he stared indifferently at the palm print pit. He didn't have time to check Wu Hao's life and death, and he directly controlled the golden step dragon head and rammed the king of kings standing in the center of the map past.

(End of this chapter)