Her Royal Highness on the banks of the river is naturally the first daughter of the first day of civilization, the fairy Fairy Luo Ji.

A pair of apricot eyes of the fairy in the beginning of the day, flowing a strange brilliance, stared at the people under the Wanwu Mountain five hundred miles away, and said, "That **** cultivated the way of space?"

"Yes, what's wrong? Does Her Royal Highness know who he is?"

The butcher had a good opinion of Xunzi, showing a very interested look.

After being silent for a long time, the fairy in the beginning of the day shook her head and said, "This man's spiritual will is extremely powerful, which is quite rare under the Great Holy One. I have met no more than three monks with such a strong spiritual will. "

Both the butcher and the nerd knew that Her Royal Highness's eyes were extraordinarily magical, and she could see the spiritual strength of the monk.

At the beginning of the day, the fairy gave Xunzi such a high appraisal that they were taken aback.

"So, the sister-in-law is definitely not an ordinary person, is it a disciple of a certain god?" Said the butcher.

In the early days of the fairy's mind, a figure emerged. It was the man who had a relationship with her at Fengshentai. He is also a space monk and possesses a spiritual will that is not weaker than that of Xunzi.

Unfortunately, after the ruthless guy gave her the Shenquan, he silenced and found no trace, and never appeared again, no matter how she found it.

Such as evaporation.

Maybe in his opinion, after sending her to God's Fountain, the two would not owe each other, no need to see each other again.

After a long while, the fairy first came out of her thoughts and said, "Xunzi's helper is not a simple character, and his spiritual will is not much weaker than Xunzi."

The nerd was terrified, and said, "Really fake? Such a character is extremely rare, how come two at a time? Who is that helper, wouldn't it be the strong man on the" Honest King Merit List "?"

The fairy at the beginning of the day said: "She changed her appearance and couldn't see her true body. However, a person like her must be a powerful person from all walks of life. As long as I shot, I should be able to see through her identity."

"Hey, when I met these two people, I was afraid Qi Xiaotian would have had a bad mold." The butcher laughed.

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Zhang Ruochen moved the space to avoid several icebergs, kicked his feet, and rushed into the mid-air of Wanwu Mountain. Immediately after, rules of space converged on the arms.

"Break me."

A mile-long space crack appeared, like the blade of the sky, splitting against the eight-pin attack.

"Boom."

Even the eight-pin formation method cannot resist space power, and a large number of lines are cut off by space cracks.

The formation has become shabby and can no longer resist Zhang Ruochen.

After falling to the ground, Zhang Ruochen raised Shen Yuan's ancient sword and rushed to the top of the mountain at the fastest speed.

"Shoot together and stop him."

"Can't let him break into Wanwu Mountain."

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The undead monk headed by Qi Zeng launched an overwhelming attack to block Zhang Ruochen's footsteps.

The number of undead blood races is like locusts, flying above Zhang Ruochen's head, covering the sky. Some of them shot holy arrows, some hit holy artifacts, and some formed blood fingerprints.

Not only was Zhang Ruochen not afraid, he released a mighty sacred power, and his war-fighting escalated.

There is no pardon for the undead blood.

"A thousand dragons."

Zhang Ruochen carried the **** Shen Yuan ancient sword, and struck the sky with his left hand. Thousands of palm prints condensed and bombarded the bodies of undead monks.

"Well."

A monk of the undead blood tribe fell like raindrops and turned into blood and mud, leaving countless dead and wounded.

"Well."

Zhang Ruochen turned into a residual image, rushed to the front of an undead blood clan of the Holy King Realm, and a sword penetrated his brows.

Pressing the sword down splits its sacred body in half.

"court death."

Qi once made a loud roar, dived down from the mountain, turned into a river of flesh and blood, and immediately reached behind Zhang Ruochen, a fistprint attacked.

He wore a hundred holy blood armor and inspired the power of the hundred holy. The power of this fist can be called earth-shaking.

The monks of the undead blood tribe knew the power of Qi Zeng, and quickly stepped back, for fear of being hit by the aftermath of boxing.

Zhang Ruochen turned and waved his sword to hack out, and met Qi Zeng's fist prints.

"Well."

The blood and sword exploded towards the Quartet, and the mountain collapsed.

Qi Zeng flew out quite embarrassedly, his arm was sore and his face was horrified.

He went all out with a blow that was not as good as the opponent with a sword?

Zhang Ruochen mobilized Jian Ba's sword intention, and then Shen Yuan's ancient sword in his hand flew out, turning into a black streamer, straight into Qi Zeng.

The sword body is covered with a layer of swords.

Qi once again inspired the power of the Hundred Saints, the phantom of a hundred saints, standing on all four sides of the body, all the forces converging to his hands and colliding with the ancient sword of Shen Yuan.

"Boom."

The blood armor on the arm was actually broken, and Jian Qi cut his arms with blood, which was almost a waste.

Seeing Shen Yuan's ancient sword draw an arc in mid-air, and then turned around, Qi Zeng was startled, his body turned into a gaseous blood mist, and fled towards the top of the mountain.

"Master, save me."

The black streamer was chasing behind the gaseous blood mist, getting closer, and it was about to hit it.

At this moment of life and death, a blood-red casserole flew out of the mountain belly, hit the ancient sword of Shen Yuan, beat it out, and inserted it into the mountain of the opposite mountain.

In the gaseous blood mist, Qi once again condensed to get in shape, gasping in his mouth.

He looked at the cascade hanging in the air, and was instantly calm.

It is the holy furnace of the blood sacrifice of Emperor Xiaotian, not only a great holy artifact, but also a sacred artifact with eight radiating patterns.

Once the Blood Sacrifice Furnace is activated, only a beam of light can be used to blast that mule into powder.

With the emergence of the Holy Blood Sacrifice Furnace, the entire sky turned blood red, and an extremely thick breath enveloped the world, making Zhang Ruochen feel breathless.

The monks of the undead tribe fell on their knees and worshiped: "Master, the Holy Law leads the sky. All the saints in Kunlun, bow their heads."

"Mr. Prince, the Holy Law is heavenly."

"The Kunlun Saints bow their heads."

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"Looking down and bowing down? Qi Xiaotian thought he would be invincible?" Zhang Ruochen took back Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and at the same time took out Yi Huang's bone stick and put it in his hand.

Qi Xiaotian stepped out and stood at the top of Wanwu Mountain, his body was full of dense rules of the Cause.

That demeanor is like a world demon god.

An old man in a gossip robe stood next to Qi Xiaotian, holding a metal scepter in his hand. On the top of the scepter, there was a golden three-headed bat.

The bat with three heads was also scattered by a mighty Saint-Ville, with three different energies flowing.

The old man, named Zhu Xia, reached his peak of 58th order.

What's more terrible is that his accomplishments in the way of formation are better than many sages.

Qi Xiaotian's eyes locked on Zhang Ruochen's body, and then he laughed: "Okay bitch, this emperor hasn't bothered you yet, but you should come first. Your strength is really strong and worth training. Give you a choice, either be the blood slave of the emperor, or be made into the holy blood by the emperor and drink it in one bite. "

Although Qi Xiaotian was arrogant, he did put a lot of pressure on Zhang Ruochen.

Taking Zhang Ruochen's current practice as his realm, he will undoubtedly defeat him.

However, Zhang Ruochen used space power to escape, but Qi Xiaotian could not keep him at all.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen didn't have any fear, and laughed loudly: "Qi Xiaotian, you are on the" Hell Ten Clan Records of Ten Thousand Evil Records "in the heaven court, and the danger index is five. What qualifications are so arrogant? "

I have to say that "The Ten Evil Records of Hell" is really annoying Qi Xiaotian. Anyway, he is also a master of the rules and the world. The danger index is only five, which makes him feel shameless.

Many other monks in his realm have a level of danger of six.

Qi Xiaotian became angry and anger, and issued an ultimatum, saying: "Knee down on the emperor, otherwise, die."

A word of "dead" formed an overwhelming sound wave that shook many undead kins below the mountain to bleed in seven holes.

Zhang Ruochen also stepped back five steps to support the ground with the bones of the Emperor Emperor, which was to stabilize his body. He secretly said in his heart that it was indeed the rule of heaven and earth. A sound wave was so scary.

Zhang Ruochen smelled a faint floral fragrance and turned his head to see the beautiful figure of Givenchy's heart.

"Qi Xiaotian's life can be exchanged for a lot of merit."

Givenchy's heart moves very elegantly, taking a golden badger from her head and pinching it in her hand. Suddenly, a long black hair, like a waterfall, fell down, scattered on both sides of the snow-white face.

"Wow--"

In the next moment, layers of light of the Holy Power emerged from the top of the golden urn, and four Yaoyao full strength, Wuyao full strength, Liuyao full strength ...

When Jin Yao burst out with the strength of Qi Yao, the air in Wanwu Mountain was ten thousand times as heavy as solid.

None of the monks under the Holy King could move.

Qi Xiaotian's discoloration, monks who can inspire Qi Yao's full strength, is by no means a ubiquitous generation.

Qi Xiaotian's hands were lifted up, two palms of blood flew out of the palm, and entered the holy furnace for blood sacrifice.

"Oh!"

Givenchy's heart did not give Qi Xiaotian the opportunity to sacrifice the holy furnace of the blood sacrifice, and the golden magpie in his hand flew out.

Like a burning phoenix, the sound of the phoenix against the air spreads hundreds of miles away. The sound is extremely large, and it seems to be able to tear the sky dome open.

Five hundred miles away from the lake, a bright light appeared in the eyes of the fairy in the beginning of the day, softly: "It was her. In her capacity, why did she come to Luoshui?"

At this moment, the power of the holy furnace of blood sacrifice has not yet been activated.

Qi Xiaotian's distressed color appeared in his eyes, and he quickly took out a rune and punched it out.

"Well."

Fu Xun burst open and turned into a cyan-colored big tripod tens of meters high, colliding with Jin Xing.

Obviously, that piece of Fu Lu was an extremely precious defensive treasure, blocking this blow from Givenchy's heart, making Qi Xiaotian escape a disaster.

Seizing the opportunity, Qi Xiaotian took control of the Blood Sacrifice Furnace and bombarded the locations where Ji Fanxin and Zhang Ruochen were.

"You also taste the power of the Holy Furnace of Blood Sacrifice."

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Tomorrow, the Wechat public account will be updated with the first chapter outside the "Eternal God":

Chapter 1, The Bells in the Burial Mountain

"It was raining at night last night. A group of female corpses in white clothes walking on the Daming River, from south to north, disappearing among the buried mountains."

"The female corpses have crescent blood lines on their brows and purple snail bells on their feet. Their bodies are not stiff. When they walk, they dance beautifully and beautifully, like a flying fairy."

A secret guard of the royal family, dressed in grey cloth, stood at the bow of the ship and whispered to Zhang Ruochen, who was sitting on the bow of the ship.

Zhang Ruochen, the prince of Shengming Central Empire, was fifteen or sixteen years old. He was dressed in white, with a bright and charming appearance, holding a small palm-sized sword, and carved on a fiery red spirit jade. He was very focused.

Kong Lanyou clasped his hands on his chest, biting his crystal-clear lips, and thoughtfully said, "Cousin, the man who controls the female corpses must be the pity son of the ancient corpse."

Zhang Ruochen's energy was concentrated on the fiery red jade that gradually became a human figure, with a perfunctory way: "You say yes, naturally it is."

The imperial guard of the royal family also said, "In the group of female corpses, there are two heavenly pride girls who have reached the extreme pole. They also went to the ceremony of the sacrifices to the gods, but they were met with poison.

"Oh?"

Zhang Ruochen finally got some interest ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ looked up and asked, "Which two?"

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Fanwai's story is equivalent to the prequel of "Eternal God", which mainly tells some stories of Zhang Ruochen, Kong Lanyou, Chi Yao, Murong Yefeng and others, and of course, there are other big names.

The main reason is that Xiaoyu always wanted to give Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao's feelings an explanation. Zhang Ruochen had a deep affection for Chi Yao, because of some previous life experiences.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen from the previous life was the most talented prince, unlike this one, who bears deep hatred. Therefore, his personality will be much more cheerful, and his work will also be willful.

Fanwai is updated on the WeChat public account from time to time. Interested readers can follow the book's public account and search for "feitianyu5" on WeChat or directly search for "Feitianyu".

Update tomorrow at 8pm.