Seeing the four heavenly kings retreating, the King of Ghosts, the King of Golden Cracks and the King of Corpses were all relieved, and then excited eyes appeared.

To have the opportunity to fight with the four Heavenly Kings of the Heavenly Palace, this is the thing that countless **** powerhouses want, but basically it can only be thought about.

After all, with the strength of the Four Heavenly Kings, I really want to meet, I'm afraid the results will not be too good.

The three Ghost Kings had to be repaid this time. Although they were not badly injured, His Majesty also lost a lot of strong ones, which could hurt the four Heavenly Kings. Such a price is undoubtedly totally worth it.

When the news returns to the world of hell, it will inevitably cause a great sensation, and their reputation will undoubtedly increase, and their ranking among the ten **** strong will also increase accordingly.

Prajna seemed calm, quickly converging her own power, and at the same time putting fate into the body.

Yan Wushen also put away the "Death Book", turned around, looked at Prajna and Yugui, etc., and laughed: "Thanks to you a few this time, otherwise you have to deal with the four kings, really It ’s very troublesome. I owe it to you. If you have any troubles in the future, you can come to this seat. ”

"Brother Yan is polite. It is our business to deal with the strong in the heavenly realm. Moreover, it is our honor to fight alongside Brother Yan. It is our pleasure." Yugui the ghost king smiled and complimented.

There is no way, Yan Wushen himself is arrogant and extremely powerful. Even in the **** world, no one dares to provoke it.

Someone has challenged Yan Wushen before, but they have all been repaired miserably. Even the hegemons ranked second and third in the Hellworld's Holy King Realm have also been beaten by Yan Wushen.

Therefore, in the face of Yan Wushen, the King of Ghosts had to be cautious, for fear that he might be unhappy.

Yan Wushen naturally knows what the Yuki ghost king is thinking, and he ca n’t help but say: “Since this seat has clear grievances, since you have helped this seat, this seat will be remembered in your heart. OK, you go back to the place to heal.

"Then we leave first!"

After simply saying goodbye to Yan Wushen and Prajna, the King of Ghosts, the King of Golden Cleft Bone, and the King of Corps Yuyuan are withdrawing the remaining strong and quickly withdraw from this run-down battlefield.

From beginning to end, the king of dead corpses was extremely silent, without saying a word.

No one is surprised at this, because everyone knows that it is such a taciturn character.

Yan Wushen set his sights on Prajna, and thoughtfully said, "It is indeed impossible to face the Four Kings with my own power. But ... haha, in the future, you and this seat will be allies, this seat I will do my best to help you become the goddess of the Temple of Destiny. When you are stronger, joining forces with this seat should be enough to compete with the four heavenly kings, even overwhelming them. "

"The strengths of the four heavenly kings are indeed very strong. The power of the world they control is also extremely unusual. I am very interested and fight with them again." Prajna's tone was calm, but there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Although she did not directly agree with Yan Wushen's proposal for alliance, she definitely said her attitude by saying these words.

Just then, a holy light flew from the sky and fell into the hands of Yan Wushen.

"Huh? The Holy Spirit of the Blood Spirit Fairy has dissipated, but unfortunately, this seat wants to fight him, it seems that there is no chance!"

After reading the content on the optical light run, Yan Wushen sighed.

The matter here is over, Yan Wushen is ready to leave for the Blood Gods, but now he has to dispel this thought.

"Also, this seat will first find a place to heal, and practice by the way, Prajna, what is your plan?" Yan Wushen turned to look at Prajna.

Prajna set his sights deep in the Funeral Mountains and said, "I will enter the Funeral Mountains to see the way of destiny."

"Good luck then."

Leaving this sentence, Yan Wushen didn't continue to stay here, his body was vanished, and he disappeared without a trace.

Prajna stood for a moment in the place, with a little contemplation, then set off, flashing to the depths of the buried mountain range.

The showdown between the top courts in the world of heaven and **** came to an end, and Yan Wushen and the four heavenly kings were all wounded. If they spread, I do n’t know how much sensation would be caused.

It is a pity that there are no spectators in this battle, only one golden dragon who only knows to eat, secretly hides in the dark to watch.

"What does this Hades woman go into the depths of the Funeral Mountains? Dragon Lord has to follow up and say that he cannot take back the body."

Jinlong's eyes swirled slowly, followed silently behind Prajna.

…………

After sending away six angel patrolmen, the blood gods regained their peace, and everything seemed to be settled in the dust.

After being attacked repeatedly, the blood **** religion was severely damaged. Except for the infant master peak, Qianyuan Mountain and the blood **** altar, everything else was a ruined scene, which needed to be rebuilt, and the matrix method also needed to be renewed. Layout.

These things are not too much trouble, there is no need for Zhang Ruochen, the leader, to worry about it.

Infant's main peak belongs to Yuanshen Temple.

After some conditioning, Zhang Ruochen's injury was basically healed. Until this time, he had time and energy to count the gains of the previous battle.

Except for a piece of Tianmo stone carving and Zhenwen stone, which was given to Xiaohei, all the treasures captured were all on Zhang Ruochen's body.

With one hand, Zhang Ruochen took the space ball containing the treasures and took it out.

There are not only many treasures in it, but also the Sacred Dragon and Blood Slaughter.

All the net worth of more than one thousand Holy King Realm is absolutely rich, even if it is Zhang Ruochen, I can't help but look forward to it.

It didn't take long for Zhang Ruochen to count the treasures in the space exquisite ball, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"One supreme sacred artifact, two divine relics, three kings' war artifacts, seven sacred stone carvings, eight precious artifacts forging immortal sacred bodies, thirteen divine stones, ..."

Pieces of precious treasures were taken out of the exquisite space ball by Zhang Ruochen. Any item taken out could lead to countless strong people to fight, even the great sacred realm, and even the gods, could be tempted.

Like some big worlds with weak foundations, it is impossible to say that there are so many treasures.

The Infernal Purgatory Tower is the supreme holy weapon, the underworld **** wheel and the bright tomorrow book are the ancient artifacts of the gods, but they have the same thing, they are all forged by powerful gods, powerful and even slaughtered gods .

Of the three kings' weapons, Mo Sheng's greedy wolf sword was of the best quality, but suffered some damage. Zhuogu's purple pole gun and many black demon sacrifice sacrificed by the black king to fight against Zhang Ruochen's thunder umbrella, the quality is slightly worse, but the power is not weak.

Speaking of which, at the time, on the battlefield, the nearly 800 Dark Lords of the Black Demon Realm, if not relying on the Black Spirit Demon Umbrella, would be afraid that they had already been broken by Zhang Ruochen's thunder law, and there was no need to wait for the blood behind them. Lingxian came to deal with it.

"People in the Dark Demon Realm really have the ability to collect so many magical stone carvings. Xiao Hei said that the magical stone carvings are likely to be related to an artifact, and I don't know if it is true or false."

He reached out and touched the ancient stone carvings with different patterns, but Zhang Ruochen had many thoughts in his heart.

In front of him, there are twelve sacred stone inscriptions. If you count Xiaohei's piece, there should be thirteen pieces, which is more than one-third of the total.

That's more than the black market collection.

According to Zhang Ruochen, the sacred king of the black demon realm came out of the nest almost. The collected Tianmo stone carvings should be more than eight pieces, but I do n’t know who else is in the hands of them.

There are a total of thirty-six sacred stone carvings. There are thirteen on Zhang Ruochen's side, nine on the black market, and three on the moon worship, which add up to twenty-five.

That is to say, there are eleven pieces scattered outside, and it is not easy to collect them all.

The water in the black market is very deep, and the worship of the moon demon is not simple. There should be little hope in the black demon world to get the stone magic stone carving from these two forces.

And part of the Tian Mo Shi carved, has long disappeared, nowhere to find.

Therefore, even if the Black Demon Realm is more capable, the number of Tian Mo Stone Carvings that can be obtained is probably very few.

"Suddenly lost eight sacred stone inscriptions, people in the Dark Devil world are afraid that they already hate me." Zhang Ruochen chuckled.

The Dark Demon Realm once received the great grace of the Kunlun Realm, but in the end it was shamelessly betrayed, willing to be the minion of the Heaven Realm. Zhang Ruochen had no good feelings about this big world, and naturally he would not make him happy.

Anyone in Kunlun Realm should not be willing to see the Dark Demon Realm continue to grow.

If it were possible, Zhang Ruochen would not let the people in the Dark Devil realm take away any piece of Tian Mo Stone Carving.

After carefully watching the twelve incarnations in front of him, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help showing contemplation. "The incarnation of the incarnation really contains infinite mysteries and is indeed a relic of the magical path. If any one of them is cultivated to the extreme, it is expected to become god. I do n’t know how powerful it is, and created it. Although I do n’t practice magic, I can still learn something useful from it. ”

In the previous life, Zhang Ruochen was so low that he couldn't understand the magic stone carvings.

In this world, Zhang Ruochen is deep and powerful, but he is able to comprehend the mysteries contained in the heavenly stone carvings and enhance his own accumulation.

Recently fighting with others, Zhang Ruochen has become more and more aware that he has great shortcomings in kendo. Except for the time swordsmanship and sword ten, there is no other sword technique that can be used at all, whether it is the true sword that has passed down from generation to generation. The Thunderfire Sword Technique or Ling Feiyu's Nine Sword Sword Techniques have not matched his current strength.

If you don't get a stronger Kendo heritage, there is only one way to go, which is to create your own swordsmanship.

Although this is difficult, it is a step that must be taken.

For those peerless and powerful swordsmen, the strongest swordsmanship they have mastered is almost all from self-made.

Because only by creating your own swordsmanship can you exert the strongest power.

"I have now practiced 700,000 kendo rules. With such accumulation, it will take a little more time to create my own swordsmanship."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes glowed with light, and his mind was already making a decision.

With thirty-three **** stones, time is not a problem.

Too many things have happened recently. Zhang Ruochen has been pushed to the cusp of the wind, and it should be quiet for a while to reduce the attention of all parties.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen noticed something.

As soon as his body moved, Zhang Ruochen left Guiyuan Temple, and then appeared outside the blood **** religion.

"Come out."

Zhang Ruochen set his gaze in one direction, his tone indifferent.

Suddenly, a young and handsome figure appeared out of thin air, bowing and saluting to Zhang Ruochen: "See His Royal Highness."

For the young man appearing in front of him, Zhang Ruochen is no stranger. It is the uncle of the Kunlun realm and the prince of the Qitian tribe.

At that time, the empress Chi Yao returned to God and destroyed the undead kins in Kunlun in one fell swoop. However, the living and undead goddesses were confused, but she was lucky to escape.

Previously in the Eastern Regions, Zhang Ruochen accidentally met with the two and captured the Cross of Shield of Extermination and the Book of Thousands of Beasts from them. Originally, he wanted to kill them, but Qiu Yichi, the demon, suddenly appeared and rescued them.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Qi Sheng for a while, and his eyes couldn't help but appear a strange color. Unexpectedly, Qi Sheng's practice had reached the level of the seven-step Holy King.

However, it is not surprising that Qi Sheng's root and bone qualifications are excellent at the thought of the many precious cultivation resources he has mastered after the blood.

In particular, in the second gradient of the endless abyss, there are many mysterious secret places, one of which has a time velocity different from the outside world.

It is not difficult to make full use of these conditions to train strong people.

"Qi Sheng, what do you come to me for?" Zhang Ruochen asked lightly.

With a respectful expression, Qi Sheng said, "His Royal Highness Qi Qi, his subordinate is the order of the queen mother after the blood, and hopes that His Royal Highness will be able to hand over the Blood Slaughter to his subordinates."

Hearing that Zhang Ruochen's face suddenly changed slightly, but he did not expect that after the blood would send someone to ask him for blood slaughter.

There is a deep grudge between him and Blood Slaughter, and Blood Slaughter is an undead blood, and once it falls into his hands, there is no possibility of letting it go.

Inadvertently, Zhang Ruochen exudes a touch of murder.

Feeling this murderous opportunity, Qi Sheng's eyelids jumped a little, and he quickly said: "The blood queen mother told her prince, the God of Blood Slaughter had a great use for her, and she saved it to His Royal Highness. The blood slaughter will never be in the future. Appear in the Kunlun realm, let alone be hostile to you. "

"In addition, this is the thing that the queen of the blood sent her subordinates to His Royal Highness in exchange for the blood-slaughter God."

Zhang Ruochen wanted to refuse directly, but thinking that both Kong Lanyou and Chi Kunlun were in the second gradient of the endless abyss, it would be very troublesome if the blood angered them afterwards.

Mind turned quickly, Zhang Ruochen sighed, "Go back and tell her, I hope she can keep her promise, I don't want to see the blood slaughter in the Kunlun world again."

After all, Zhang Ruochen directly released the blood slaughter from the space exquisite ball and threw it at Qi Sheng.

"His Royal Highness, this ..."

Qi Sheng raised the space bag in his hand, and his face was indistinct.

"I don't need anything from her."

Staying in this sentence, Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared without a trace.

Qi Sheng stunned for a while, and had to put away the space bag again. This result was expected after the blood.

However, no matter what, he finally completed the task and smoothly obtained Zhang Tuochen's Son of Blood.

Without stopping here, Qi Sheng immediately took the blood to slaughter the Son of God, and returned to the endless abyss.

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In the depths of the Funeral Mountains, it is shrouded in intense yin and evil atmosphere all the year round. The environment is extremely complicated. Even the top sacred kings are not afraid to run freely.

Prajna seems to be very familiar with the buried mountain range, and after a short time, has already penetrated into it.

The buried mountain is a world in its own depth. There are many dead spirits and ghosts scattered in it. There is no deadness.

In front of Prajna, there is an extremely towering mountain peak. This mountain peak looks very different. Its outline is like a giant standing.

Compared with other mountain peaks around, this human-shaped mountain peak has the strongest gloom and death, and many fate fragments haunt the mountain.

"The Funeral Mountains are really unusual. They can confine the fate of the soul. This place is indeed suitable for me to cultivate my destiny."

Looking at the towering human-shaped mountain ahead, Prajna's eyes could not help but flash a different light from the road.

"Cultivate here for a while, and then look for the spirit of the Bailongming Emperor, or it will come to you."

A whisper, Prajna took a step and walked towards the towering human-shaped mountain.

Instead of flying directly to the top of the mountain, she slowly climbed up from the foot of the mountain, realizing the singularity of the mountain in detail, and incorporating pieces of destiny into her body.

Looking at Prana slowly climbing, Jin Long's eyes could not help but be surprised: "Well! I'm kind of looking for a place. This is a wonderful place to cultivate your destiny."

"Withdraw Ming Huang Jia before talking."

Staring for a moment, Jinlong stretched out a dragon claw, grabbed it in the air, and the inscriptions that matched the Bailong Minghuang armor all condensed on the dragon claw.

When outside, Jin Long is inconvenient to take shots, fearing to attract the attention of angel patrols ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It can reach the depths of the Funeral Mountains, but it is completely free of worries.

Suddenly, the phantom of Emperor Bailongming's armor emerged from the surface of Prajna, and a hundred golden lights burst out of it, turning into golden dragons, giving out the groaning sound of dragons.

"Ok?"

Prajna's face was stunned, and he quickly mobilized the rules of destiny in his body, condensing an ancient mottled gate of destiny, and wanted to suppress Bailong Ming Huang Jia.

It is just that the power of Jinlong is too strong. As an instrumental spirit of Bailong Minghuang, it has a wonderful connection with the body. With the power of Prajna today, it cannot be suppressed at all.

"boom."

The gate of destiny shattered, and the Emperor Bailongming appeared to be an entity, flying out of Prajna.

"Well."

Bailong Ming Huang Jia fell into the shroud of Jinlong and was seized firmly.

For a time, Jinlong's body became extremely large, and instantly turned into a giant dragon. A dragon scale on his body was dozens of feet in size, and the whole body was shining with gold, like a **** of gold.

The golden dragon huddled in the sky, exuding immense pressure on the body, such as the ancient mountains of God, pressing on Prajna's body, making her feel unable to move. However, she was not panicked and was already calm.

Jinlong bowed his head and looked down at Prajna with high eyes, his eyes were cold and he had no emotion, as if he was looking at an ant.

"Ming woman, where did you get the Bailongming Emperor Armor? It's best to be honest, otherwise, Dragon Lord will take your soul out and burn it for a thousand years with the fire of God, so you can't live without death."

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