Zhang Ruochen quickly came out, and a cloud of fire condensed, drowning the two halves of Shang Zi's dead body.

"Well."

The two halves of Shang Zi's corpse exploded instantly, and then was burned into nothingness by the cloud of fire, leaving nothing behind.

Then, Zhang Ruochen took out the Secret of Time and Space, put the Wan Lian Tower that he wanted to fly away, and suppressed it with all his strength.

Losing one of the Wan Lian Towers, the Paradise faction lacks a complete supreme holy weapon.

After all, there are seven Wan Lian Towers. Together, they are a complete and powerful Supreme Holy Grail.

"The second one is still the last."

Zhang Ruochen whispered coldly.

Now that the power released by the multicolored merit sacred monument has weakened, he can no longer completely restrain him from exerting time and space.

Of course, this is also because his achievements in the way of time and space are extremely high now. Changing to other people is likewise unable to break through the suppression of the multicolored merit monument.

Relying on the way of space, Zhang Ruochen was not trapped by Shang Zi's prisoner's cage built with bone charms, and took the opportunity to cut and kill another Shang Zichen.

In the blink of an eye, three businessmen were killed and two were beheaded, leaving only one seriously injured corpse.

In contrast, Yan Zhe was wearing a three-color sacred armor, and his defense was too strong. It was more difficult to kill than Yuan and Han Zong, so Zhang Ruochen left it to the end.

"Well, Zi Zi is in danger, Lord Yan Lin, get out soon."

Seeing that Shang Zi was stepping into danger, Si Han quickly opened his mouth and said to an angel strong.

This strong angel tribe, handsome in appearance, bears four white wings, and emits a sacred glory on his body.

Its cultivation is that although it has not reached the level of the realm, the breath exuded on the body is far more powerful than many of the strongest in the realm.

Saint Yan Lin held a broad-edged holy sword in his hand, no expression on his face.

"Om."

When the King Yan Lin was preparing to rescue Shang Ziyu, the broad-edged holy sword was shaking suddenly, as if pulled by some force.

Feeling the trembling of the holy sword, the King of Yan Lin did not dare to act lightly, and looked around, trying to find the source of this power.

Somehow he felt inexplicably a huge threat.

"Booming."

Suddenly, in the dark sky, there was a rolling cloud of gods, and the sound of the sword screaming from heaven and earth was heard. There seemed to be hundreds of millions of magic swords flying from the sky.

Such a big movement, when even everyone in the scene was shocked, could not help but set their sights in the direction of the sound of Jianming.

Tianyu was torn at this moment, and a black behemoth flew out, sending out suffocating terror.

"Huh? With a black cat head, what bird is this? Is it a new breed of owl?"

After seeing the appearance of the giant, many people couldn't help showing different expressions.

The next moment, everyone's eyes locked on the source of the sword's sound, which was a silver long sword held in the hands of a pretty girl.

The pretty girl looked fifteen or sixteen years old and looked a little green and tender, but her eyebrows exuded a strong British spirit, just like the silver long sword she held in her hand.

He is wearing a very close-fitting armor, fully showing the uneven body, his face is exquisite, can not pick out the slightest flaws, and his skin is fair and delicate, just like the finest lamb fat jade. .

"That owl is a little familiar, and I remember it, it seems to be the one next to Zhang Ruochen."

A monk reacted and explained the origin of the owl.

In this way, everyone understands one thing. The coming person must belong to Zhang Ruochen's side, or else he would walk with the owls around Zhang Ruochen.

With so many powerful people present, no one really knows the identity of the pretty girl, it's like it just popped out of thin air.

"Hey, it's really hilarious. It seems that we are not too late." Looking across the battlefield, Xiao Hei couldn't help laughing.

It seemed that when someone was saying "owl", Xiao Hei shouted immediately: "My emperor is an undead bird. The invincible King of Heaven and Earth, who was invincible 100,000 years ago, you are the owl, and your whole family is owl . "

Hearing the words, the person who just spoke closed his mouth immediately and was afraid to say anything.

There is no way, no matter what the actual strength of Xiao Hei is, but the breath emanating from him is really bluffing, and people dare not provoke it casually.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to come here, there is only a dead end."

Yan Lin Sheng Wang said coldly.

Xiao Hei stared at the King Yanlin, squinting his eyes, dismissing: "Are you scared to be the emperor? Just because of you birdman, you also want the emperor's life."

Hearing the word "Birdman", King Yanlin's face suddenly became very ugly, and he sank, "Since you are so anxious to die, the King will complete you."

During his speech, King Yanlin immediately shot, raised the broad-bladed holy sword, and slashed a sword towards Xiao Hei.

Seeing the huge Jian Mang, he chopped towards himself, and Xiao Hei could not help screaming, "Han Xue, hurry up with a sword to cut him, and chop off this birdman."

Upon hearing this, the pretty girl standing on her back immediately waved the silver sword in her hand.

The sword may seem casual, but the sound of a screaming sword rang.

A silver sword mang just a few feet long flew out, like a crescent crescent.

"Click."

The huge Jian Mang cut by the King Yan Lin was cut off from it, and then burst into pieces.

The crescent-shaped silver sword horn did not dissipate, and the momentum continued to beheaded and killed the Lord Yan Lin.

The Saint King Lin Lin was shocked and quickly blocked the Broadblade Saint Blade in front of him.

"puff."

The broad-bladed holy sword did resist the silver sword awn, but there were several invisible sword stabs, which were chopped on the king of Yan Lin, leaving a few wounds.

One of the wounds was almost on the neck of Saint Yan Lin's neck, almost cutting off the skull of Lord Yan Lin.

"How could it be so strong?"

Saint Yan Lin was shocked in his heart.

He could see that Han Xue was really young and had a short cultivation time, but his strength was terrible.

"Hahaha, how about it? Birdman, you can't do it." Seeing that Yan Lin Sheng King was suffering, Xiao Hei laughed immediately.

The pretty girl did not continue to fight against King Yan Lin, but instead set her sights on Zhang Ruochen, who was facing off with Shang Zi.

At this time, Zhang Ruochen also cast his gaze, as opposed to the pretty girl's gaze.

Although the pretty girl had a lot of changes, Zhang Ruochen recognized it at first glance.

"Snow."

The pretty girl is not someone else. It is the only disciple received by Zhang Ruochen.

At the beginning, Zhang Ruochen entered the underworld from the tomb of the **** of the tombs in the Eastern Region and rescued the Xuan Yuan Sword Master. Afterwards, Xuan Yuan Jian Sheng wanted to go deep into the underworld to explore some things, and he took the little girl Han Xue to the road.

After many years, Han Xue has grown into a slender big girl, and her strength has reached the top level.

Han Xue will appear here, which really surprised Zhang Ruochen, and was also very pleased. He was able to return from the underworld in peace, and Zhang Ruochen's heart was finally able to let go.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen was also surprised, surprised by the powerful strength that Han Xue had, and this was also a place that made him feel relieved.

Don't need to think about it, to have today's achievements, Han Xue must have put in a lot of hardships.

"Sure enough, Han Xue may be the second Emperor of Qian Bone. Now that Han Xue is back, where is Master Shiren?"

For a while, many thoughts emerged in Zhang Ruochen's heart.

When Han Xue's figure moved, she actually appeared directly next to Zhang Ruochen, and many of the strong factions in the heavenly factions failed to block it.

"The disciple meets Master."

Han Xue bowed respectfully to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen quickly reached out and held up Han Xue, and laughed: "Yes, it hasn't been seen for a few years. Xiu Wei has actually reached such a point that I, Master, feel a lot of pressure."

"Master, then you have to cheer, I have a big encounter in the underworld, maybe blue is better than blue." Han Xue showed a bright smile.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll wait that day."

The smile on Han Xue's face converged, and she suddenly turned around, pointing at Shang Ziyu, and her face was cold and frosty: "Shang Ziyu, right? I heard Xiao Hei mentioned you. Originally, you were Master ’s opponent, I do n’t It ’s easy to intervene. However, the Master is injured, and as a disciple has the responsibility to play for the teacher. How dare you fight? ”

After hearing this, Shang Zixi took a deep breath, and couldn't help but be angry. "Little girl, you don't know how high the sky is! It is far from your current practice."

"It's not too bad. I know it after the battle." Han Xue refused to lose.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly and said, "Xue Er, your master, the master has led him! But, he is the enemy of the teacher, and the teacher must kill him personally, and you will help others."

Xuexue hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and said, "The child knows."

Han Xue flashed out immediately, fell back to Xiao Hei's back, and locked the target on the Emperor Yan Lin who had just been injured by her.

"Shang Ziyu, come on, the grudge between us, it's time to end it."

Zhang Ruochen raised his sword slowly, his killing intention became more intense.

New hatred and old hate are all settled tonight.

Rarely has such a good opportunity to never let Shang Ziyu escape.

The only Shangzi who was left, his face was gloomy and watery, and his eyes were burning with anger, and he could not take care of it anymore.

At this moment, he has taken back the multicolored merit miracle and the bone amulet together, and wants to use all the treasures to protect himself.

"How can this be? Why did I lose to Zhang Ruochen? I'm not willing." Shang Zixi clenched his fists, and it was difficult to accept this reality.

He has always been extremely proud, thinking that he is extremely perfect and without any flaws. Even in the face of the same battle with Yan Wushen and the Heavenly Kings, he is confident that he will not be weaker than them.

But now he is defeated by Zhang Ruochen, and his two bodies have been beheaded. He doesn't understand why Zhang Ruochen is so powerful?

Regarding his background and background, he is better than Zhang Ruochen, but why can't he rival Zhang Ruochen?

After this battle, Shang Zizhen's confidence was almost defeated by Zhang Ruochen.

"Zhang Ruochen, I will never lose to you."

Shang Zi yelled.

The violent sacred spirit emerged from Shang Ziyu's body, infused with multicolored merit miracles and red swords, while condensing a huge fire giant.

The multicolored merit sacred monument grows rapidly, turning it into a five-colored mountain of gods, as high as a thousand feet, on which countless secret patterns emerge.

"puff."

Shang Zixi opened his mouth and spewed a piece of fine blood, sprayed on the Chizi sword.

The Chizi Sword absorbed the essence and blood instantly, and then emerged the faint blood light, the original golden light spots have now turned into blood.

Driven by the essence of blood, the majestic divine power contained in the Chizi Sword is released, and combined with the red flame, tens of thousands of blood-colored babies are condensed, all of them are extremely solid, no different from real babies.

These babies exude terrible resentment, evil spirits and evil spirits, gathered together, and rose into the sky, forming an extremely terrible vision.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen's eyes could not help but appear a dignified color, and clearly felt some threats.

Unable to help, Zhang Ruochen quickly mobilized his majestic sacred energy, infused into the armor of Vulcan frantically, at the same time, released the sacred energy, and fully urged Shen Yuan's ancient sword and Tibetan mountain mirror.

After swallowing all the ghost fire, relying on Shenyang to eliminate the harmful substances in it, leaving a lot of pure vitality, Zhang Ruochen's holy spirit has almost recovered, and it can be used without fear.

The Tibetan mountain magic mirror flew out to meet the colorful merit monument.

The armor of Vulcan released a monstrous fire, condensing the flame dragon and flame idol, to meet the flame giant condensed by Shang Ziyu.

And Zhang Ruochen himself, carrying Shen Yuan's ancient sword, flew straight towards Shang Zi.

"Go to death."

Shang Zi snarled.

The Chizi sword waved, and tens of thousands of scarlet babies flew out, all of them screaming sternly, like the little ghost crawling out of hell, pulling Zhang Ruochen down to hell.

Zhang Ruochen's perseverance and unaffected eyes, the whole person entered the wonderful state of unity of sword and man, and exerted his strength to display the Xeon sword.

"Sword X."

After a series of fierce battles, Zhang Ruochen's comprehension of Jian Shi has become deeper and deeper. With each show, his power will increase.

"Well."

No matter how powerful the Chi Zijian released the power, but facing the attack of Shen Yuan's ancient sword, they are rapidly collapsing, and the Scarlet Babies are bursting into pieces. The resentment, evil spirit and evil spirit carried by them disappear.

Even if some of them hit Zhang Ruochen's body, they were all blocked by the armor of Vulcan, which could not cause him much damage.

Finally, Zhang Ruochen held a sword and killed him in front of Shang Zixu, his sword pointed directly at Shang Zixu's brows.

Shocked in Shangzi's eyes, he quickly pushed back.

But no matter how he retreated, Zhang Ruochen followed closely, like a sacral sacrifice, unable to escape.

"Well."

Shen Yuan's ancient sword arrived at Shang Ziyi's eyebrow, but failed to penetrate.

The reason is that Shang Ziyu put the bone amulet in the center of his eyebrow in time, which exactly resisted Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

A large number of complicated rune patterns appear on the surface of the bone rune, and they want to entangle the ancient sword of Shen Yuan.

"Humph."

Zhang Ruochen made a humming sound, and the purple **** stone inlaid on the hilt of the sword suddenly released a secret force of terror.

"Click."

The power of the bone amulet has not yet been released, but it is forcibly shattered by the secret force released by the purple **** stone.

Under the impact of this terror, Shang Ziyu's head almost exploded, and the whole person flew out like a shell.

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Brief Introduction of Heavenly Emperor: People, divided into three, six, nine, etc.

Below the seventh rank are mortals.

Four to six are superior.

Lord, breathe and breathe the vitality of the world, temper the flesh and blood, thereby reborn and prolong life, live a hundred years without dying ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ third-class, is real.

Real people, every sentence is the truth of mantra, and it will live forever.

Once, Lin Ke, who has become a fourth-class master, can only become a real person in one step and obtain a long life. However, he was changed to a real person by his master. Same as prostitutes, beggars, slaves, prisoners.

"Kill the lord."

"Sully the lord's wife, Mrs. Qing Lian."

"Abandon Xiuwei and expel Yun Jingzong."

"Relegated to the ninth class of pariahs."

In just three days, the dramatic changes that happened to Lin Ke made him fall from the cloud and the top ten from the first day of the Yunjingzong sect into the injustice who was scolded by thousands.

These guilts were imposed on him by Master Yi Yi.

(End of this chapter)