The 999 avatars dissipated, and turned back into extremely dark Yan Luoqi, submerged into Yan Wushen's body.

"It's an extraordinary constitution to be able to fit into a leg of God, but that is not your strength after all, how many times can you perform it?" Yan Wushen smiled lightly.

As the masters of the source, Yan Wushen and Qianxing Tiannv both have the original gods' eyes and are even more powerful. Naturally, they can see the truth of Zhang Ruochen's left leg.

Zhang Ruochen stands on the magma lake, burning with a raging flame of fire outside his body, his spirit of war is high, like a flame of war, and he calmly said: "You try it, you will know."

The God of God's Leg is indeed a big hole card of Zhang Ruochen, but it does not mean that he must rely on the God of God to fight Yan Wushen.

"It's crazy, yes, I hope you can play with me for a while." Yan Wushen laughed.

During the conversation, Yan Wushen raised his hand gently, and the hot lava on the ground rose into the sky, drowning Zhang Ruochen.

It is incredible that the huge amount of magma turned into a mountain of gold and iron in an instant, but it is not fixed, but is constantly being compressed, the structure is getting more and more tight, and the horrors produced The squeezing force, even the immortal sacred body, will be crushed.

In the center of the Mountain of Gold and Iron, there is only a small space in which Zhang Ruochen lies.

It's just that this space is not stable, but is constantly shrinking. It is already reaching its limit and may be broken at any time.

"Compared with the person in charge of the source, Yu Chenjing and Yan Wushen are far too different." Zhang Ruochen secretly said.

Feeling that the squeezing force is getting stronger and stronger, Zhang Ruochen did not hesitate to take out Shen Yuan's ancient sword and instantly enter the state of human and sword unity, like a slow and fast dance.

Suddenly, a lot of crystal clear flowers and bones appeared, and each flower and bone contained a vast world of swords, like a piece of independent space and time, running through the past and the future.

As Zhang Ruochen's mind turned, all the flowers and bones bloomed, releasing hundreds of thousands of powerful sword qi, and countless pieces of time and space flying.

"boom."

No matter how strong the Golden Iron Mountain is, it burst instantly.

Then, Zhang Ruochen's sword style changed, cutting out a substantial Jianmang in a cross shape.

This is Dacheng's Sword Ten, and its power reaches the top level of immortal high-level Holy Art. At the same time, the rules of truth were mobilized, and the attack power of this sword-mandrel increased by nine times.

Although Ling Feiyu's training insight was only the first four layers of Jianshi at the beginning, Zhang Ruochen relied on his own talents in kendo to learn the fifth layer of sword ten, and to practice sword ten To the great realm.

There is no doubt that Zhang Ruochen's realm of kendo today is the great sage ancestor who transcended the vein of the burial sword.

With Zhang Ruochen's current strength, only Yan Wushen, a very powerful opponent, is qualified to let him perform Sword Ten.

Seeing the cross sword slashing, Yan Wushen appeared seriousness in his eyes. Many original rules emerged from the body and turned into a stream of original particles that could not be seen with the naked eye.

When less than a mile away from Yan Wushen, the cross swordsman suddenly collapsed and was disintegrated by the original force.

But at the same time when the cross sword awns collapsed, a special mark of space appeared, and the original force did nothing.

Incredibly abrupt, Zhang Ruochen's figure appeared in the place where the space mark was located, and he immediately slashed his sword at Yan Wushen.

Obviously, Zhang Ruochen had already calculated everything. The attack just now only created an opportunity to approach Yan Wushen.

Jian Guang flashed, and Yan Wushen's head flew directly.

However, Zhang Ruochen's pupils tightened, because Yan Wushen, who was beheaded by him, did not shed a drop of blood.

Extremely weird, behind Yan Ruochen, there appeared a Yan Wushen, punching away at Zhang Ruochen's head.

At the critical moment, Zhang Ruochen turned around instantly and resisted with Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

"boom."

Yan Wushen's fist hit the ancient sword of Shen Yuan firmly.

The power of this punch is too horrible, like the stars falling from a million miles into the sky, unstoppable. Even with the resistance of Shen Yuan's ancient sword, Zhang Ruochen still flew out like a meteor.

After flying straight for more than a thousand miles, Zhang Ruochen was able to stabilize his body, but could not help but spit a spit of holy blood.

Yan Wushen's attack was too fierce and overbearing. After the layers of unloading of Shen Yuan's ancient sword and Vulcan armor, Zhang Ruochen's viscera was still hit lightly.

Mainly because Zhang Ruochen's viscera is not yet immortalized and relatively fragile.

In the eyes of Zhang Ruochen, there was a slight dignified color, and he secretly said: "It can be condensed into an avatar with the power of the origin in an instant.

If it is an ordinary sacred air, or even a blood clot, Zhang Ruochen can immediately distinguish it.

But the origin of Yan Wushen is so clever that no one can detect it.

Zhang Ruochen has encountered many opponents, but Yan Wushen is undoubtedly the most terrible in terms of means and fighting consciousness.

In the situation just now, it was changed to someone else, even the Great Saint of Immortality, I am afraid that they have already died in the hands of Yan Wushen.

"Responsive, take another punch from this seat."

Yan Wushen's voice had not fallen yet, and his figure appeared before Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen did not flinch, and immediately greeted him with his sword, and time swordsmanship unfolded.

Under the influence of time force, Zhang Ruochen's sword came first, followed by a large amount of time mark, and shrouded to Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen is the master of two eternal ancient ways that are rare in all ages, and he is already able to use the two eternal ancient ways as much as he wants, even combining each other.

And Zhang Ruochen is not bad. He is also the master of two eternal ways. The mystery of time is not under the root.

Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen fiercely battled, and their positions kept changing, and they gradually moved away from Luoshui.

The other monks can only look at it from a distance, and dare not keep up. Only the demon and the buddha follow closely behind.

The two of them were almost certain that Zhang Ruochen would be defeated, so he kept up, just to prevent Zhang Ruochen from escaping.

The battle between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen was too fierce. Wherever he went, the space was fragmented, the earth became scorched earth, and vitality was extinct.

Fortunately, no human race has survived in this area, otherwise, it will cause extremely heavy casualties.

After a series of fierce battles, Zhang Ruochen was fighting more and more bravely. He did not allow Yan Wushen to take any advantage. Even the wounds that he had suffered in the past were already cured.

There is Shenyang transformed by the seven-star Shenling Sun leaves, and in general minor injuries, Zhang Ruochen need not even care.

Yan Wushen stared at Zhang Ruochen and said positively, "I have to admit, Zhang Ruochen, your strength is somewhat unexpected, and you are eligible to die under the mystery of the Yan Luo tribe."

With Yan Wushen's words falling, the whole world suddenly became dim.

I saw the singular mark on Yan Wushen's forehead, with a gloomy glory, the rules of heaven and earth and the holy atmosphere of heaven and earth all surging violently, gathered from all sides.

At the same time, Yan Wushen's body rushed out of nearly one hundred Taoist rules of the Tao, each of which was very solid and stout, which was completely comparable to the rules of the Tao in the immortal Great Holy Ghost.

Based on that singular imprint, nearly one hundred million Taoist rules are intertwined with each other, and an evil world has condensed out, becoming increasingly huge under the flood of heaven and earth rules and heaven and earth.

This world is as dark as a black hole, exuding a unique atmosphere of hell, and howling hundreds of millions of ghosts can be heard, making the scalp numb.

An invisible world of coercion spread out, and it seemed that the entire eastern region would be enveloped.

"So terrible mystery, is this really the means the Holy King can perform?"

"Yan Wushen is too strong. It seems that even Zhang Ruochen cannot break the undefeated myth of Yan Wushen."

"Zhang Ruochen's practice time is short and lacks the necessary accumulation. If he can be given more time, Yan Wushen may not be able to beat him."

"I hope Zhang Ruochen can survive, otherwise, who else can rival Yan Wushen in the future."

"I'm afraid it's difficult. The ghost demon and the ghost buddha have been following. This is a decision to kill Zhang Ruochen."

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Feeling the horror of the evil world, the monk in the heavenly world watching from afar, shivered.

At the beginning of the day, the fairy lifted her head, her eyebrows raised her eyes, and she looked up at the increasingly large and evil world over there.

She was willing to help Zhang Ruochen, but could not do anything about it. Her cultivation strength has not yet reached its peak. Even if she inherited the inheritance of Luoshen ancestors, she could not mobilize Luoshui's power as she wanted.

"Unless ... use that thing, but ..."

In the heart of the fairy at the beginning of the day, she was very tangled.

That thing is very important. Once it is used, the consequences will be unpredictable, and if it is not done well, it will bring disaster to the whole early civilization.

The smirk sneered, and said, "I never imagined that Yan Wushen would exhibit" Yan Luo Hell ". It seems that we don't need to take any action, and Zhang Ruochen will surely die this time."

"Only by practicing the way of space and the way of origin at the same time can we have the opportunity to cultivate 'Yan Luo Hell'. This is the supreme mystery of the Yan Luo tribe. From ancient times to now, not many people have done it. Furnace, it is difficult to fight this trick. "Ming Buddha said solemnly.

Thinking of the horror of "Yan Luo Hell", the ghosts and Buddhas could not help but go back a lot to avoid being affected.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's expression became extremely dignified, his eyes fixed on the evil world with a diameter of more than ten thousand miles.

He can clearly feel that the surrounding space has completely solidified, and even he cannot move the space away.

Yan Wushen looked down at Zhang Ruochen with indifferent eyes: "It's all over."

When I saw Yan Wushen waving his hand, the huge "Yan Luo Hell" was carrying the incomparable trend and crushed away towards Zhang Ruochen.

Driven by terrible forces, more than a dozen small stars fell from outside the region, all swallowed up by "Yan Luo Hell" and turned into dust.

Zhang Ruochen exhaled lightly and turned out to take out a thing. It was simple and glamorous, but there was a mysterious and exquisite Daoyun coming out, which was the sundial.

Without any reservation, Zhang Ruochen injected the Holy Spirit and the sixty-three rules of time he cultivated into the sundial, and the truth and mystery were also used by him.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen ran the "Jiu Tian Ming Emperor's Sutra" to extract a large amount of divine essence from the Shenyang transformed by the seven-star Shenling Sun Leaf, and injected it into the sundial.

Suddenly, a layer of cyan brilliance appeared on the surface of the sundial, and numerous light spots flew out of it, condensing into a cyan peloton, welcoming "Yan Luo Hell".

Where Cyan has passed, time has become extremely turbulent, and large areas of time and space have been distorted, causing devastating collapse.

With the improvement of time accomplishment, and with a certain amount of research and understanding of the sundial, Zhang Ruochen was able to use the sundial to launch attacks instead of being limited to auxiliary cultivation.

Sundial is a time treasure that already exists at the beginning of human civilization. If it can be fully urged, it will not be difficult to destroy a big world.

Based on Zhang Ruochen's achievements in the way of time, it is naturally not enough to exert the real power of the sundial, but even if it is only one ten thousandth of power, it cannot be underestimated.

"boom."

The "Yan Luo Hell" that Yan Wushen condensed burst into a blast, releasing the most terrifying destruction power.

"not good."

Both the face of the demon and the buddha are drastic changes, and they sacrifice the ancient mantra furnace to resist it.

This destructive force has spread far and wide, and even Luoshui, which is tens of thousands of miles away, has set off a stormy sea.

With a radius of tens of thousands of miles, all the mountains have been razed to the ground and no grass has grown.

And in the center of the explosion, a giant crater with a diameter of more than ten thousand miles appeared, the deepest of which was more than three thousand feet, as if it had been hit by a giant planet.

Many monks rose up into the sky and looked at the giant pit from a distance.

"Who wins?"

Everyone is undoubtedly concerned about the outcome of this battle.

At the beginning of the day, the fairy stepped on the golden mist and appeared in the mid-air.

In the giant pit, the violent power has not dissipated for a long time, and the two figures stand hundreds of miles apart and stand opposite each other.

Zhang Ruochen held the sundial in his hands, his body was as straight as a spear, his eyes were like electricity, and Yan Wushen looked directly at him.

Yan Wushen also straightened his body, the strange mark on his forehead became dull, and the evil breath entwined outside his body almost completely dissipated.

"puff."

Suddenly, Yan Wushen's body shook and spit out a lot of blood ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The spirit of the whole person suddenly fell down.

"How is that possible? Yan Wushen was defeated!"

The haunted monster widened his eyes and couldn't believe what he saw.

The Ming Buddha is also sluggish, staring intently at Zhang Ruochen.

"This ... is really against the sky, Zhang Ruochen broke the myth of Yan Wushen invincible!"

Monks from all sides could not help but faint, and their brains were blank.

Yan Wushen reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Well ... I didn't expect that there was an enemy like you in the same realm. Although you borrowed that time treasure, you did it. One step, but it would be quite serious to hurt me. Soon, I will come back to fight with you again, and really win the game. "

In other words, Yan Wushen smashed the space with great power, as he came, and crossed the void to leave.

Zhang Ruochen just watched quietly, but did not block it.

Just before the broken space was about to be repaired, a **** figure fell out of it.

When Zhang Ruochen moved, he would catch the person who fell, not Jiang Yunchong, but who would it be.

Yan Wushen actually left Jiang Yunchong, but Zhang Ruochen was a bit surprised.

"Hurry up."

The ghost demon and the ghost Buddha reacted to each other, and when they looked at each other, they could see the shock in each other's eyes. What is the time treasure of Zhang Ruochen that can really hurt Yan Wushen?

They did not dare to hesitate and immediately retreated.

Even Yan Wushen has retreated. What else do they use to fight Zhang Ruochen?

From now on, the invincible pronoun under the Great Saint is afraid to be changed to-Zhang Ruochen. Today's battle, the ten worlds of heaven and ten hells, fear that they will set off a terrible earthquake.

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