The practice of Chang Feng is extremely advanced, reaching the level of the five-step sage king, but the mental strength is only the same level as Zhang Ruochen, and it seems that it was only 55 years ago.

Such mental strength is naturally beyond Zhang Ruochen's perception.

Walking on the street, Zhang Ruochen remained calm and meditation secretly: "The monks in Baihua Palace are following me, and they seem to be extremely deep. What do they mean? Do you want to start outside of Baihua Palace and start working on me? "

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen's sense of crisis rose sharply, and he quickly thought about strategies to deal with it.

Based on his current practice, he is far from being the opponent of Baihua Palace. It is extremely dangerous to stay in Tiandu Holy City.

However, immediately escaping, Zhang Ruochen had some unwillingness. After all, he had already given a deposit of five million sacred stones to Baihua Palace.

"Never mind, first take a look at what the Baihua Palace wants to do?"

Zhang Ruochen, who was walking on the street, moved the exhibition space and disappeared from the place.

The next moment, he appeared on the top floor of a tower not far away, and he immediately inspired the power of twelve beads to cover his breath.

"What's going on? Why does a person disappear as soon as the figure flashes, is he so fast?"

Changfeng chased up and appeared in the position where Zhang Ruochen had just disappeared. He looked around with his eyes, and even used his mental strength to investigate, but he couldn't find a trace of Zhang Ruochen's breath.

"Is it space shifting? From this perspective, the probability that he is Zhang Ruochen has reached 90%."

Chang Feng also guessed that the other party may have noticed that he was following him, so instead of returning to Baihua Palace immediately, he wandered around in the Holy City of Tiandu.

This turn around is more than half a day.

"Is it that I'm too cautious, how can I find out that I'm following him, one and a half steps away?"

She didn't notice anyone was following, and she felt that she was overestimating Zhang Ruochen, so she stopped walking and went straight through the streets to a quiet alley not far from the Yinyang Temple.

Changfeng took out a piece of rune paper and swiped her fingers on it.

"Oh!"

The rune paper immediately burned, turned into a firelight, and flew into the Yinyang Hall.

After a while, a magic mist rose from the ground, condensing into a human-inhuman form, as if there was no real physical body, but the breath emanating from the magic mist was extremely arrogant.

"You came to see me in real life, but you have the courage."

In the magic fog, a vague voice sounded.

She looked extraordinarily indifferent, with a slight bounce in her hand, a seed flew out. When the seeds fall to the ground, the shoots immediately grow, and the flower path and flowers quickly grow.

As a white flower grew, the figure of the two of them gradually disappeared from the place, and even the breath on their bodies was covered by a faint floral fragrance.

"It's a sacred fantasy flower. This method is better than many illusionists." The man in the magic mist said.

"It's just a little trick. It can't get on the big table."

Chang Feng's expression became serious, saying: "I want to see Shang Ziyu."

The man in the devil's mist said, "Is it the son-in-law that you want to see? You have something important, tell me the same."

"I'm afraid it's different. I have unusual news to sell to him." The look of Chang Feng was rather cold.

"The son-in-law is not in the Holy City of Tiandu. If there is really important news, I will definitely tell the son-in-law as soon as possible and will not take your credit."

After some thought, Chang Feng whispered, "Zhang Ruochen came to Tiandu Holy City, but only I know where he is."

"Is this true?"

The man's body in the magic mist has become a little denser, obviously he attaches great importance to this matter, because he knows that the son of the son-in-law who wants to get rid of it most now is Zhang Ruochen.

If Zhang Ruochen is really in the Holy City of Heaven, the value of this news is definitely more than 10 million holy stones, or even more.

"Well."

Of course, Changfeng would not tell him exactly where Zhang Ruochen was. He said lightly: "You tell Shang Ziyu first. If he can come up with a price that is satisfactory to me, I don't mind telling Zhang Ruochen specific information. "

Having said this, Chang Feng walked away with his hands on his back.

"Well."

The true sacred flower on the ground, the petals burned, burning all the way to the roots, in the ashes, a bright light flew, and fell into the hands of Chang Feng.

That is the seed of the illusion flower.

No one knows that the seeds of the true fantasy flower just bloomed. It is still the power of the seed that created the illusion.

"You'd better be careful, don't let the demon king and Givenchy notice the clues. If you let them know, you are part of the dark world, I'm afraid you can't live tomorrow."

After hearing this, the figure of Chang Feng paused for a moment, her face calmed, and she snorted coldly, "My business, you don't need to care."

Both Changfeng and Devil Mist disappeared into the alley.

About half an hour later, in the alley, the space trembled a little, and Zhang Ruochen's figure appeared out of nowhere, raised his head, and looked at the yin and yang temple not far away: "A master of the Baihua Palace turned out to be the Dark Lord The creatures are interesting, interesting ... So, is the underworld a member of the underworld? "

According to Zhang Ruochen's recent experience, it can be roughly determined that the "ruiya realm" where the emptiness is located, the "soul realm" where the king is located, and this "black demon realm" are more or less related to Shang Ziyu, most of which This is the power of the shady that Luna calls.

Each of these three big worlds is in the top 1,000 strong worlds. It is just their power that has made Zhang Ruochen feel tremendous pressure.

Not to mention, those big circles that are still hidden in the shadows.

All the power of the shady is revealed, I am afraid that even if it is a great saint, it will be choked by the pressure of the body.

It's no wonder that Luna didn't tell Zhang Ruochen how powerful the shady power really is. If Zhang Ruochen couldn't bear the pressure, he would probably shrink, despair, lose his spirit, and give up.

Today, Zhang Ruochen, like rowing a small boat on the river, can only move forward, not back. However, with the iron lock across the river, like a steel dragon blocking the road, to continue on, it must be a boat overturned and killed.

At this time, it is only possible to break through the iron locks of the Hengjiang River by showing a forward momentum. Otherwise, he will only die because of despair in his heart.

Next, Zhang Ruochen changed his appearance again, went to the holy shop opened in the time temple, spent 5 million holy stones to buy a space-time agate, and spent 1 million holy stones, bought a small bottle of water in the long river .

The whole process seemed quite smooth.

In the holy shop, the master who reached the realm of the holy king asked Zhang Ruochen whether he was a time monk and whether he planned to go to the time temple to study.

Zhang Ruochen just said, "Where can I find the way of time? These things were bought for my son."

After hearing this, the principal lost interest in Zhang Ruochen and stopped asking more.

The monk of time is indeed quite rare, but almost every big world has some traditions of time, but it can produce several monks of time. Among them, some strong circles, and even ancient teachings of the practice of time.

In the realm of truth, it is not strange to have a monk of time.

Unless a time master comes up, it will cause a sensation.

Zhang Ruochen thought about it carefully, weighed the advantages and disadvantages, and finally decided to continue to stay in Baihua Palace.

After entering the cave of Yan womb, Zhang Ruochen immediately opened the one hundred forbidden array method, and then took out a piece of space-time agate the size of a pigeon and a white holy jade vial.

"It's really expensive. Just such a small piece of space-time agate has a value of 5 million sacred stones, which can already be used to buy the local Shengdan."

The time and space agate purchased by Zhang Ruochen can only be regarded as inferior quality, but when worn on the body, it can double the time flow of the square.

In addition, this chaotic space with a diameter of three feet can be formed.

In other words, as long as the space-time agate is carried on the body, the monk can have twice the cultivation time anytime, anywhere. Moreover, a chaotic space defense field is also formed, which can automatically solve the enemy's sneak attacks and assassinations.

Such a treasure, I do not know how many people coveted, selling five million sacred stones at a high price, in fact, is also worth the money.

However, at this moment Zhang Ruochen crushed this valuable treasure into powder, not to mention how painful he was.

Crush the space-time agate thoroughly, pour the powder into a small bottle containing the water of the long river, shake it for dozens of times, and wait for the two to mix evenly before taking out the ancient sword of Shen Yuan with a pen.

"Such a small bottle of liquid, worth six million holy stones, must be effective, or you will lose money!"

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath to keep himself in the best state possible. Then, he lifted the inscription pen and dipped the liquid in the vial to draw the time stamp on the ancient sword of Shen Yuan.

Fearing for waste, Zhang Ruochen was extremely cautious, but he sketched the time stamp in one go.

"Try it."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the hilt of Shen Yuan's ancient sword and mobilized the Holy Spirit to inject it. Gradually, a line of inscriptions appeared on the sword body, one thousand, two thousand, three thousand ...

When the number of inscriptions on the sword body reached 10,000, full strength erupted, and the time mark engraved on the sword did not disappear.

"Did you make it?"

I don't know if it is the side effect of Xi Dandan. Zhang Ruochen couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, but it was a long shout.

A sword waved out, a mark of time, followed by the sword Qi flew out, chopped to a Linghe flying in the air.

The sword air flew over from the top of the crane, but only the time mark hit the crane.

The Linghe wailed, and his body became quite weak and fell from above.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand and struck a thick sacred air, which made the falling speed of the Linghe slower and slower, and finally fell gently to the ground.

Next, Zhang Ruochen released a mental force to investigate the vitality of the Linghe.

"The power of life has really fallen sharply, like a serious illness, and it has lost sixty years of life." With Zhang Ruochen's current mental strength, it is natural to be able to accurately judge the life of Shouyuan who is lower than himself. .

Zhang Ruochen took another look at the time mark on the sword ~ ​​lightnovelpub.net ~. It did not disappear, but it was a little dim, and it should be used many times.

"Aided by the imprint of time, there is an additional means of hurting the invisible."

Zhang Ruochen did not feel complacent because of this, it is not an easy task to skillfully combine the power of Kendo and the mark of time. You must continue to explore in actual combat in order to use it freely.

"Shangfeng must be removed as soon as possible. He must not be allowed to tell Shang Ziyu the news of me in the Baihua Palace. Otherwise, by Shang Ziyu's method, I have not had the dragon soul and elephant Soul, will be robbed like a storm. "

Previously, Zhang Ruochen had knocked out the identity of the scribe in white from the swallow's mouth, knowing that he was a powerful five-step holy king.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes flashed with the light of killing, picked up the vial on the ground, and put it into the space ring. Three-quarters of the liquid remained in the bottle.

After thinking about the most appropriate method, Zhang Ruochen walked out of the cave of Yan's womb.

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