On the barren hills shrouded in illusion, in the eyes of the Celestial Daughter and the six elders, there was a flicker of different light.

Qian Xingtian's mouth slightly raised, and said, "With Zhang Ruochen's alertness, wanting to blame him is really not an easy task."

"But Zhang Ruochen did this, but it was not wise. The Yanyang civilization gathered thousands of holy kings, and even King Jinyang was sitting in the town himself. He took the initiative to start a war, only he would not get good results." An elder shook his head. .

In the eyes of the other five elders, there was approval. Zhang Ruochen was only four people. Even if he was strong, how could he be able to defeat thousands of strong people with a bright civilization?

The Qianxing Tiannv didn't take it seriously, saying: "You don't know Zhang Ruochen as a man. Since he dares to take a shot, he must have certainty. Even if he can't beat him, he can retreat from his body."

In fact, Qian Xing Tian Nu also wanted to see if Zhang Ruochen had any hole cards to fight against the civilization of the sun, and it would be very exciting to come to the next battle.

In the small jungle world, the Five Lord Saint ’s body was trembling slightly, not because he was afraid, but because of anger. The owl holy beast uttered a word to eat her, and he looked drooling. .

"Owl, my king not only has to drain your blood, but also draws out your holy spirit, and calcined for a hundred or thousand years with a divine fire, so that you can't survive but you can't die." The five-yuan holy king almost gritted his teeth.

Over the years, anyone who wants to get her attention has become her nutrient.

Xiao Hei had no fear in his eyes, but laughed loudly: "It's really a character, but the emperor still has a way to make you obedient. Zhang Ruochen, the emperor comes to control the Tibetan mountain magic mirror, you go pick flowers."

After hearing that, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but want to roll his eyes. Listening, it was really awkward.

However, Zhang Ruochen handed over the hidden magic of Xiaoshan to Xiao Hei's control and let Xiao Hei suppress the jungle small world, but he still had other things to do.

Dayang Wang raised his eyebrows and drank, "Don't let go of any shot."

In speaking, King Yang and Xiaoyang have joined forces to urge Jin Wu Gu Ding with powerful sacred spirit, inspire the fearsome supreme power of the Tao, and directly bombard Zhang Ruochen.

Their purpose is very clear. They want to kill Zhang Ruochen as soon as possible. As for the others, they don't care much.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were like electricity, the masculinity of his body was surging, a golden sun flew from his eyebrow, and directly hit the Jinwu ancient tripod of King Jinyang.

"You actually have control over the destruction of Jinyang." King Dayang's eyes were slightly fixed.

The destruction of Jin Yang contains extremely masculine and overbearing power, and it is by no means just in control.

In the case of King Dayang, although Zhang Ruochen took away and destroyed Jinyang, he should only suppress it temporarily. I did not expect to be able to master it so quickly and can use it freely.

What made Dayang Wang quite surprised was that Zhang Ruochen urged the destruction of Jin Yang, and the breath that emanated from him was even stronger than that of Yanyang Tianzi.

What he didn't know was that Zhang Ruochen had masculinity that was hundreds of thousands of times more than ordinary people because he practiced the dragon-like palms of his hands, and in Zhang Ruochen ’s sea of ​​light, there was also the Shenyang transformed by the seven-star Shenling Sun. These are the important conditions for controlling the destruction of Jinyang.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhang Ruochen refined the ancient Jinwu sacred soul, and a drop of ancient blood of ancient Jinwu, could perfectly fit the destruction of Jinyang.

The destruction of Jinyang is an extremely holy holy weapon that is not long after being refined. It will not succumb to the Yuan Dynasty. The power of the spirit of the instrument is relatively weak and it is impossible to confront Zhang Ruochen at all. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen did not spend much effort Then he successfully tamed it, and imprinted the mark of his holy spirit in the destruction of Jin Yang.

Jinwu ancient tripod and the destruction of Jinyang are blooming incomparable golden light, like Shuangyang Lingtian, dazzling light, almost people can not open their eyes.

"boom."

The space outside the jungle small world directly broke up, showing a dark void, releasing a terrible space storm.

For a time, the small jungle world vibrated violently, and the world ’s membrane wall was filled with ripples, such as water waves.

The Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror is also shaking, and the ghostly shadows of the magic mountain condensed by the magic spirit are fragmented.

The two Supreme Sacred Artifacts are still bursting into their power, and they do not stop colliding.

At the same time, thousands of sacred kings gathered in the jungle small world also shot, and threw thousands of high-quality Wanwen sacred artifacts into a torrent, sweeping out, with great momentum.

Even if there are many stars blocking the front, I am afraid they will be shattered one by one.

The strong man of the sun civilization is undoubtedly making full use of the advantages in numbers. He must crush Xiao Hei, the ancestor of the dead Zen, and the Heavenly Corpse Emperor with absolute strength, and does not intend to let any one go.

Xiao Hei's response was the fastest, and he sacrifice dozens of shots in an instant to form a mysterious Jiupin formation. Combined with the Tibetan magic mirror, he shrouded the jungle small world.

The purpose of doing this is simple: to stop the strong man of the civilization of the sun from coming out of the jungle small world and firmly hold the initiative in his hands.

"The owl is going to die."

The Five Yuan Saint King focused on Xiao Hei, offering a five-color treasure wheel.

I only blame Xiaohei's mouth for being too cheap, and it will completely annoy the Five Yuan Saint King, and he dislikes it more than the dead ancestors.

"Well, Yuanhui's holy medicine, see the emperor will suppress you."

Xiao Hei shouted loudly and spit out a treasure seal.

This Fang Baoyin is a king's war weapon, which was obtained by killing a venerable Bone in that hidden space.

Baoyin instantly became as huge as a hill, and the rich dark breath permeated it, meeting the five-colored treasure wheel.

"Dare to count my ancestors, today, let you see the Buddhism contained in the word 'Dead Zen'. I want to live all beings, and life is my believer, and death is my believer."

The ancestor of the dead Zen chanted a Buddha's horn, the treasure was solemn, and the sacred Buddha light emanated, entrusting him like a holy Buddha.

Montblanc bloomed and shone, a powerful corpse flying out of it, arranged in a special formation.

The number of war corpses is very large, more than 800, and the forms are different. There are human races, wild beasts, and creatures in hell. Without exception, the breath emitted is extremely strong, but it is the level of the Holy King.

Finally, five tall figures appeared in front of this group of war corpses, led by the **** war corpses, and the other four were big holy war corpses.

Seeing these war corpses, Xiao He could not help but widen his eyes and said, "Bald donkey, terrific, are you going to collect corpses on the merit battlefield?"

Since the Kunlun Realm became a battlefield of merits, countless wars have broken out, and many heavenly and **** realms have fallen.

The strange and unpredictable Zen Buddhism created by the ancestors of the Dead Zen is indeed very suitable for collecting corpses on the battlefield of merit.

If not, it is impossible to make so many powerful war corpses.

As for the four sacred war corpses, the ancestors of the dead Zen excavated various monuments in Kunlun Realm.

The Kunlun realm is in trouble now. In the past, these emperor hegemons, instead of letting them continue to sleep in the ground, might as well reappear in the world and play some roles.

Xiao Hei has studied the Dead Zen Buddhism and achieved success in cultivation. He knows very well that controlling dead corpses is actually difficult. The ancestors of Dead Zen can control so many powerful dead corpses, including a **** war corpse, and The four holy war corpses are really inscrutable.

More than 800 war corpses, under the control of the dead Zen ancestors, united their strengths and shot out the vast and terrifying corpse, to meet the thousands of sacred artifacts.

A fascination flashed in the heavenly corpse Emperor secretly, and he waved his hand to cast out the destiny runes, inspiring a powerful sacred power contained in it, and pouring it into the Tibetan mountain magic mirror.

He can see that Xiao Hei must not only fight against the five sage kings, but also control the Jiupin formation method and the Tibetan mountain magic mirror.

Anyway, there is an old ancestor of Dead Zen who fights with corpses to block the attack of the strong civilization of the sun, and Tianming Corpse Emperor can free up his hand to help Xiao Hei control the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror.

This matter is very important and directly affects the direction of this war.

Seeing the dead ancestors instantly summoned a large number of powerful war corpses, the eyes of King Jinyang were all condensed, which was also beyond their expectations.

It is equal to saying that in the blink of an eye, the advantage of their sunny civilization in numbers is almost vanishing.

"It's a weird Dead Zen Buddhism that can control so many powerful war corpses at the same time, but this King dwarfed this Dead Zen ancestor." Dayang King's heart sank slightly.

"This monk, who can reach thousands of troops, has more value than those powerful saints. What kind of Dharma does he practice?"

In the end, the ancestor of the dead Zen turned out to be the most difficult one.

Thousands of sacred artifact attacks were indeed terrible, but they were still resisted by the corpse of the dead ancestors.

For a while, the war situation was deadlocked.

The King of Xuankong's eyes glowed with cold light, secretly urging the small world of the jungle, and wanted to get rid of the suppression of the Tibetan mountain magic mirror and the nine-pin formation method. After all, he had been blocked in the small world, and it inevitably seemed very passive.

Fortunately, this small world is extremely powerful in nature. It is the ultimate holy one among the monks in space. It took a lot of hard work and slowly cultivated it. It is like a lower-level market. It is extremely heavy. Otherwise, I ’m afraid it ’s already Sucked away by the magic mirror of Hidden Mountain.

"This nine-pin formation is really troublesome. The imprisonment force is too strong. It seems that we can only solve Zhang Ruochen and others first." The King of Xuankong thought secretly.

Immediately, the Emperor Xuankong mobilized his own rules of space, combined with the power of the small world, released an invisible force of space, and extended towards Zhang Ruochen.

Although Zhang Ruochen was fighting against Jinyang Twin Kings, he did not relax his vigilance. In a short time, he noticed the small movement of the King of Xuankong.

I saw Zhang Ruochen reach out his hand, and a force of space was released.

"Wow."

The two space forces collided together, and the space immediately torn apart, forming a huge space crack.

King Xuanzang's eyes were harsh and whispered: "It's really alert, then let King Wang use the space means to crush you."

During his speech, the mysterious King of Xuankong quickly formed a strange seal with his hands, and exhibited the space extinction learned in the space temple.

As the top space monk who came out of the space temple, no matter how powerful Zhang Ruochen was in the rumors, the Emperor Xuankong had full confidence in his own space accomplishment.

Large areas of space shattered, and the force of violent space surging, condensing into a terrifying space storm, seems to destroy everything.

Space storms are extremely sophisticated means of space. There are very few space monks who can master the Holy Kingdom.

From the perspective of King Xuankong, this trick alone is enough to crush Zhang Ruochen.

After all, how long did Zhang Ruochen cultivate? He has never entered the Temple of Space, and even the space master can hardly reach his state.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were indifferent. When he raised his hand, he was also exhibiting a space storm, and his power was obviously stronger.

"boom."

Suddenly, the space of hundreds of square feet was completely fragmented, showing a dark area of ​​nothingness, the scene was extremely appalling.

"boom."

The means of the King of the Dark Sky was broken, and a powerful force of space swept out, causing the small jungle world to shake violently.

In this tide-like space force, there is a ray of silver light, which is very special. It broke through the membrane wall of the world and appeared beside the King of Xuankong.

"what?"

Xuanzang Sheng Wang Dunsheng was vigilant and moved out instantly.

But his speed was still a little slow, and the silver light flashed into his shoulder.

"puff."

The arm of the Emperor Xuankong was cut in pieces, and a lot of blood spewed out.

"what."

The Emperor of Xuankong immediately made a scream of screaming, and covered the broken arm with his other hand, and backed up again and again.

It can be seen that in the eyes of the King of Xuankong, a deep shock appeared. "The power of time and space, how can you fuse the power of time with the power of space?"

Each of the nine great ancient ways can be called transcendent. It is very difficult to master one.

It is impossible for most monks to combine the powers of the two eternal ancient ways.

But there are always exceptions to some things. There is a very close relationship between some eternal ancient ways, such as time and space, with a very small probability, they can be successfully integrated.

Of course, this kind of thing can be achieved, let alone in the Holy King Realm, even if it is the Great Holy Realm, there is no other way out.

The sage king can clearly feel that the ray of silver that just cut off his arm contains both the power of space and the power of time. Under one blow, he not only broke his arm, Shou Yuan was also cut off for hundreds of years.

If the silver light cuts into his head, he is afraid that his holy spirit will suffer severely as a result.

"How is this? Zhang Ruochen has practiced for such a short time without entering the Temple of Time and Space. How can he fuse the power of time with the power of space? Is he really expected to become the second Sumi monk?" The stunned King of the Emperor Xuankong was horrified, but he was secretly afraid.

In the confrontation just now, he was undoubtedly defeated. Zhang Ruochen only shattered all his pride with only a ray of time and space.

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen exerted all his efforts in space, and a series of space storms appeared, raging outside the jungle small world, and powerfully destroying everything around him.

In a short period of time, the connection between the small jungle world and the outside world was broken one by one.

"Booming."

At this moment, the Holy King of Xuankong was wounded, his control over the jungle small world weakened, and the jungle small world was pulled up slowly by the power of the Tibetan mountain magic mirror.

Finally, the true face of the jungle small world was revealed. The hundred-mile jungle exposed to the outside was just a small part of this small world. Inside it, there was a vast space, and many mountains and rivers ran across it. .

"It turns out to be a small world that has evolved into an original ecology. This thing is much more precious than the exquisite space ball. The area is worthy of an inferior imaginary world. Good things, and quickly suppress it." The little black eyes appeared brightly .

The Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror is the supreme holy weapon, with its immense potential, let alone a small world. Even if it is ten, it can still be accommodated.

"Not good, Lord Dayang, Zhang Ruochen wants to use the Supreme Sacred Artifact to collect the entire small world." Saint Xuankong's face changed dramatically.

By this time, he would not see Zhang Ruochen's purpose anywhere.

Dayang Wang was shocked. He looked up at the huge black mirror above, and immediately ordered: "Go all out to break the blockade."

All the strong men of the civilization of Yanyang immediately realized the seriousness of the problem and could not help but launch an attack in the same direction.

"Just to the old monk."

The ancestor of Dead Zen folded his hands, his eyes flashed a sharp light.

For a time, the power of all war corpses quickly gathered to the **** war corpses.

"Roar."

The **** war corpse yelled out of the sky with a clap.

Before reaching the palm of your hand, a vast, magical power like a galaxy is shaking out, seeming to drown the entire jungle small world.

"cough."

The dead ancestor coughed slightly, and a little blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, exerting such a method will have a huge burden on the dead ancestors.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen was already united in mind, perfectly matched with the magic mirror of the Tibetan mountain, the communicator spirit, evoked the strongest power.

The mirror of the Tibetan Mountain Mirror is as big as an ocean hanging upside down in the sky and ripples.

"Xinghe reversed, Qiankun twisted and sucked to the emperor."

Xiao Hei quickly changed the formation, so that the nine-pin formation evolved into a huge energy vortex.

The small world, covered with mountains and rivers, was pulled by the power of the Supreme and the power of formation, and moved uncontrollably toward the mirror.

Soon, the small world and ocean-like mirrors collided.

"Wow--"

In the small jungle world, many monks of the sun-eating civilization looked up to the sky, and the power of the Supreme suppressed them from breathing. The mirror water curtain of the sky is getting closer and closer. Seeing that the entire small world is going to be submerged in the Tibetan mountain magic mirror.

King Jinyang is both annoyed and eager. He really wants to fall into the inside of a supreme sacred artifact. It is difficult to get away!

"puff."

At the same time, the Kings of Jinyang spit out a spit of blood and sprayed on the Jinwu Ancient Ding.

Suddenly, Jinwu Ancient Ding bloomed with dazzling golden light, and turned into a huge three-legged Jinwu, exuding immense pressure.

"boom."

Three-footed Jinwu broke out into an extremely horrifying power. Before the small world completely submerged into the Tibetan Mountain Mirror ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, a huge crack was forcibly blasted out, and it was dangerous to escape.

But only the two of them escaped.

All other monks in the civilization of the sun were taken away by Zhang Ruochen's supreme holy implement.

Resisting the terrible suction released by the magic mirror of the Tibetan mountain, the three-footed Jinwu quickly moved far away, blinked away a hundred miles away, and turned back into the shape of an ancient tripod.

"Om."

The Tibetan mountain magic mirror shakes violently, and the magic light is uncertain. It seems that it can't suppress the small world.

Zhang Ruochen reached out and controlled the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror to gradually become smaller. When he fell into his hands, he was completely quiet.

It can be seen that many extreme inscriptions on the mirror surface are intertwined to form a powerful seal, which completely isolates the world inside the mirror from the outside world.

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