Everywhere in the heavenly realm has its own rules.

The Temple of Truth also has rules:

God cannot intervene in the battle of the heavens of truth in any way. The temple of truth is a place to cultivate the strong, not a place to kill the strong.

Obviously, if God intervenes in the battle in the realm of truth, I am afraid that many Tianjiao Yingjie with great potential will be wiped out in the cradle because of God's unfairness.

It is for this reason that even though the power of the tree **** can enter the Jingxiang Cliff dojo, he cannot personally help the monks in the Guanghan world. He can only watch the dojo he has opened, occupied by the Zerg monks in the cloud world.

This is God's helplessness!

Although the tree **** has cultivated several peerless Tianjiao who came to the realm of truth and wanted to recapture the dojo, all of them ended in failure, some died, some were weak, and some were even caught by the cloud world. Death in captivity.

With the sound of Zhang Ruochen's voice, the ground of Jingxiang Cliff Dojo rose up with a ray of divine light, and poured towards the sweet-scented osmanthus tree growing on the cliff of Bantian.

"Wow--"

The petals on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree are blooming more and more bright brilliance, which is dazzling, reflecting the world under the mirror incense cliff, as if it has become a fairyland.

"Boom."

A divine power permeated the Dojo.

Zhang Ruochen clearly felt that the rules of the surrounding heaven and earth had become somewhat different.

The black skull standing behind him was suppressed to shrink, and finally, it became a scepter of bones again.

"Is this the life waiting?" Zhang Ruochen muttered to himself.

Climbing the stairs to the bottom of Jingxiang Cliff, there is an osmanthus forest in front of which there are dozens of pavilions, platforms, buildings, and pavilions scattered in the forest, looming.

Walking into the forest, Zhang Ruochen saw a towering altar built in front of him. On the altar, there was a large red copper tripod, and the candle was still burning in the tripod.

Mu Lingxi, Su Qingling, Ling Ling, Wen Shusheng, Ling Feiyu chased after Zhang Ruochen, followed, and saw the altar.

Su Qingling looked surprised: "They are here to worship the tree god?"

"Haha." A loud laughter sounded in the sweet-scented osmanthus forest, from near to far, almost instantaneously, reaching the altar.

"Boom."

A bucket of white cricket was so thick that it broke through the ground and raised the head of a cricket.

With a flash of white light, the white magpie turned into a beautiful, handsome man in white, holding an ancient mirror, looking at himself in the ancient mirror, and a smile appeared near the corner of his mouth: "Jingxiang Cliff Dojo is a tree God created it. We cultivate here, of course, to worship the elderly. "

Bai Yan shifted the bronze mirror in his hand slightly.

Zhang Ruochen immediately saw that the mirror was actually a hoe, and there was no smile on his face, but it was full of killing gas.

The white puppet in the mirror is the real one.

"Well."

The sound of breaking wind kept ringing.

A powerful sacred power came out from the osmanthus forest. There were more than thirty figures in total, some of which were human figures; some were zerg forms; some convergent breaths were hidden in the ground; some were directly invisible, invisible and invisible.

Su Qingling, Wen Shusheng, Ling Ling all felt tremendous pressure, and finally understood why the heavenly pride in the Guanghan world couldn't recapture the dojo.

You have to know that every ten years, there are only three places in the cold world to practice in the Temple of Truth.

However, the Jingxiang Cliff Dojo has dozens of strong men in the cloud world. This is not a one-on-one battle, but a one-to-ten battle.

The monks who can come to the field of truth are all the top Tianjiao in the big world. It is almost impossible to get a dozen or ten. Even the gods and goddesses in the "Meritorious List of Saints" can only be defeated.

Zhang Ruochen didn't seem shocked, as if there were ten times more enemies on the opposite side, he wouldn't have any fear.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen so calm, Su Qingling, Wen Shusheng, Ling Ling and others also calmed down and regained confidence.

Today's battle cannot be won, it is death.

Two gorgeous women with butterfly wings, carrying the bodies of dragon whiskers and cold furnaces, flew up from below the stairs.

"Well."

The dragon's own body and the body of the cold furnace were thrown to the ground, bloody, and there was no intact flesh in his body.

Bai Ye looked at the two corpses, and his face was still laughing, but the eyes of the **** in the mirror became blood red, and two sharp fangs appeared in his mouth. "You killed them. It's really tough to start. "

Zhang Ruochen was standing opposite Bai Yi, saying, "Do you want to break into the dojo belonging to the Guanghan world? Shouldn't you kill it? I have to advise you, if you don't want to die, get out of Jingxiangya Dojo immediately. Remember, get out . "

Bai Yandao: "It is indeed the first Zhang Ruochen in the" Sage of Meritorious Merit ", which is really good. However, I heard that your number one is very heavy, and many merit values ​​are sold / color / phase. , Deceived from Princess Raksha. "

"Nonsense, do you have a dog mouth?" Mu Lingxi snapped.

Mu Lingxi knows Zhang Ruochen best. Even if she is stigmatized and stigmatized, she is too lazy to argue with the other party. However, she couldn't bear it. In her mind, Zhang Ruochen was the best and the most perfect. No one was allowed to stigmatize him.

Bai Yan stared at Mu Lingxi's slender body like a moon, and there was a stunning color in his eyes, and he grinned: "Zhang Ruochen is really gorgeous / blessed. He actually subdued such a beautiful woman, and" Nine Immortals Picture " Compared with the nine fairies above, it should be almost the same. "

Mu Lingxi's body exuded a bit of icy energy, making the ground beneath everyone's feet into frozen ground, saying: "Since you want to die, I will complete you."

Everyone can see that Bai Ye is the strongest among the monks in the cloud world. Mu Lingxi has a showdown with him, and he has no chance at all.

Su Qingling and Ling Yan wanted to dissuade her, but Zhang Ruochen stopped them and said, "I think Lingxi can still fight him."

Mu Lingxi, however, has been inherited from the Phoenix of Ice and Fire, and has been cultivated into a suboptimal physique in one fell swoop, and has been instructed by the Moon God. The strength is naturally not weak.

However, for a long time, Mu Lingxi lacked the experience of confronting masters.

Zhang Ruochen feels that she should be allowed to fight with the real strong. Only in this way will she know where her weaknesses are and can better make up for it in the future.

"Zhang Ruochen, you actually asked a woman to fight me, didn't you look down on me too much?" Bai Yan said in a deep voice.

Mu Lingxi said: "If you can't even beat me, what qualifications are there to fight Zhang Ruochen?"

"Good breath, let me give it a try. What are you capable of?"

A gorgeous woman with butterfly wings on her back flew out, a pattern of flames appeared on her body, and a pair of arms trembled in the air. Then, two flame swirls appeared, and there were actually two dragon shadows in the swirls. Hovering.

"The Holy Spirit of Fire, Xiaolong Xiaotian."

The Butterflywing woman controls two flame swirls and sprints past.

The spirit of Mu Lingxi's whole body moved rapidly, and a splendid Saint Mang appeared on the back, and then a pair of phoenix wings unfolded, and the breath of ancient Phoenix spurted out.

"Wow--"

As Mu Lingxi's body moved, the wings of the Phoenix also spun up, bringing the cold wind and chopping two flame swirls, forcing the butterfly wing to move backwards continuously.

"Well."

After a series of dozens of battles, Mu Lingxi broke through the butterfly wing woman's defense, and a phoenix wing hit her chest, drawing a foot-long blood mouth.

The butterfly wing woman wow, spit out blood, and flew out.

"She defeated Butterfly Jade in only thirteen moves. Her phoenix wings seemed to be indestructible and quite powerful." At this moment, Bai Yan finally put away her contempt, and the woman across the room seemed very uncomfortable.

The inheritance of the icy fire phoenix is ​​located in Mu Lingxi's phoenix wings. It can be said that the pair of wings is a large holy artifact, and the power that erupted is probably not as strong as the Buddha relic.

"Very overcast ice."

Mu Lingxi's hands spread out, and the power of the deep ice poured from the palm, causing the surrounding temperature to drop rapidly.

From the wound on the butterfly-wing woman's chest, the hot holy blood flowing out was frozen by the cold air and turned into blood-red ice crystals.

In addition, there is a ray of dark ice, like a sacral bone, which penetrates her meridians, blood veins, and holy veins from the wound. The severe pain makes the butterfly wing woman scream.

The power of the extremely dark ice and the net extinction fire are the same level of strength.

The difference is that the net extinction fire is quite overbearing and destroys everything in the world. Once attached, it will be wiped out, and few monks can resist it.

The power of the overcast ice is extremely cold. Once attached, the monks will freeze into ice. In addition, the extremely Yin Yin ice is extremely feminine, once it penetrates the wound, it will spread to the whole body, and there is almost no way to expel it.

It can be said that if the wounded monk does not heal immediately, and encounters the power of Yin Yinming, it is a dead end.

"Well."

The meridian, blood and holy veins of the butterfly wing woman's body were frozen and protruded from under the skin. The whole person became extremely stiff, fell heavily to the ground, and lost her breath.

The monks in the cloud world all took a sip of cool air, and their eyes looked dreadful.

"No wonder I dared to fight with me. It turned out that I had mastered the power of Yin Yinbing."

Bai Yan laughed out loud and yelled, "Before I didn't capture her, don't take any shots."

With a bang, Bai Zhi turned into a white streamer, as fast as lightning, and rushed towards Mu Lingxi. On the ancient mirror in his hand, a sharp sword was extended and hit Mu Lingxi's Heart.

Bai Yan wants to make a quick decision with his super fast speed ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ but he doesn't know that the Phoenix family is famous for speed.

Mu Lingxi's speed was a little faster than that of Bai Yan. He went around behind him and hit his waistcoat with a single palm, and a large amount of overcast ice came out of his palm.

Bai Yan's strength was not under Wu Hao, and his feet stepped on a mysterious step, his figure flickered, avoiding Mu Lingxi's blow, and the long sword in his hand fell diagonally.

Mu Lingxi's experience in confrontation with the strong is obviously inferior to Bai Yan.

After hitting the air with a blow, she had no time to change her moves. There was no other way. She had to close the wings on her back to form a rapidly rotating ball, protecting her whole body, and resisting the sword with the defensive power of the Phoenix wings.

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(It's a bit late to finally finish the three chapters. Well, try to continue the three chapters tomorrow.

Many people advised me not to make blind promises. Khan, I did n’t make any promises. I just said "strive" and just gave myself a motivation. A psychological cue. Therefore, it is normal for two chapters to be updated tomorrow. )