At the beginning of the heaven, the secret cultivation of the fairy is like a fairyland inside the Jiuqu star, with a wide space and built from rare cultivation resources. It stands a sacred mountain full of strange flowers and ancient trees. Heaven and earth holy air is extremely abundant.

Zhang Ruochen was sitting under the sacred mountain, a colorful stream flowing over him, making the sound of a rushing water.

It is seven days later.

With the help of the Heavenly God Shengdan and the Fountain of Life, Zhang Ruochen's injuries recovered to seven or seven or eight.

"Yan Wushen's Yan Luo **** is really amazing. My five-element chaos has been cultivated to the extreme under the Great Saint, but it still can't bear it. In exchange for the general Immortal Great Saint, suffered this blow, it is estimated The immortal sacred body has been destroyed. "

"Fortunately, there is a fountain of life, so that my physical body can be fully recovered. Otherwise, I have to condense the five elements and start again from the beginning, and the previous efforts have been ruined."

Zhang Ruochen's body is as bright as white jade glazed, and the inside is radiated with bright gods.

That is the sun leaf of the seven-star Shenling, turning it into a round of Shenyang, using his body as a lamp, continuously illuminating, while restoring his injury, he is also strengthening the brain and the viscera without immortality, Even the rules of the Cause have become stronger and more condensed under the light of the sun.

Divine medicine, the benefits are endless.

Although this battle with Yan Wushen caused Zhang Ruochen to be extremely injured, his internal organs were almost completely broken, but he was blessed by misfortune.

Secretly, Zhang Ruochen felt that a trace of immortal light emerged from the six magpies in his body. After recovering again, he finally reached a semi-immortal state.

In this case, it is natural that Zhang Ruochen will not let go of this good opportunity, and take out a heavenly **** that can assist in the cultivation of the immortal saint, and swallow it into the belly.

Transfer the potency of the elixir to Liuxu and repeat the quenching.

The heavenly **** Sheng Dan, for other holy kings, can be met but not sought, and each one is like a priceless treasure. However, in Zhang Ruochen, it's like jelly beans.

This is the luxury.

It was another three days, and Liu Liu was completely immortal. Zhang Ruochen ’s physical strength increased again.

At present, there are only five internal organs "heart, liver, spleen, lung, kidney", and the brain, which has not yet been immortalized.

If we can go further and cultivate the five internal organs to immortality, then, if Zhang Ruochen encounters Yan Wushen again, he will never be as serious as this time.

"This time I fought with Yan Wushen. I should have been hurt more severely than him, and I still borrowed the sundial before he was hit hard."

"After Yan Wushen retreats, he will definitely look for and restrain the sundial. Once he is found, he will definitely come to Dongyu to fight with me, in order to defeat me, or even kill him."

In Zhang Ruochen's mind, there was a sense of crisis.

With Yan Wushen's identity and the reason for killing Zhang Ruochen, let alone a king's sacred artifact, or a supreme sacred sacred artifact, even if he borrows a semi-artifact from the **** god, he may be able to borrow it.

How to defeat Yan Wushen if he loses the advantage of the sundial?

Zhang Ruochen secretly analyzes and thinks how to deal with it.

"Yan Wushen fought against me without borrowing too much sacred artifacts. Instead, he used his own strength."

"His accomplishment in the way of space is much better than mine. It is not just that there are more rules for the practice of space, but also that his understanding of space and the practice of space holy art are both very clever and mysterious. . "

"To break his thousand hands and thousands of body Yan Luo Dashu, is there any other way besides using the god's legs? The gods' legs are too sacred."

"Yan Wushen's most powerful move, Yan Luo Hell, should be based on the way of space and the way of origin, and combined with other holy ways, to arouse the rules of heaven and earth and the holy atmosphere of heaven and earth.

Zhang Ruochen exhaled a long breath and had to admit that Yan Wushen was really shocked.

Whether it is Yan Luo Dashu with thousands of hands and body, or Yan Luo hell, it should not be a means by which the Holy King can practice successfully. However, he did.

Zhang Ruochen did not fear Yan Wushen because of this, but was full of high warfare. Only Yan Wushen was strong enough to inspire him to become stronger.

During the aftertaste of the battle with the ghost demon, ghost Buddha, and Yan Wushen, Zhang Ruochen's heart suddenly gave birth to a throbbing movement.

Like a flash of aura, it seemed to capture the highest mystery between heaven and earth.

Out of thin air, Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew out, inserted in front of him, centered around the sword body, and appeared a wonderful circle of ripples, which gradually spread out.

Soon, the entire cultivation secret house was covered by ripples.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

...

Around the ancient sword of Shen Yuan, there were illusive sword shadows, thousands and thousands of them, all over the corner of the secret palace.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's inner world was also completely covered by a handle-sword.

Just a moment ago, Zhang Ruochen felt that when he fought against the Demon and the Buddha, when the sword ten was displayed, it seemed that its sword was incomplete, and there was a sense of incompleteness.

It's like playing a piano, fiddle to the last string, but found that the piano sound should not be disconnected here, you can continue to play, forming a more beautiful tune, and evolved into a real nature.

"It's impossible. Sword X has only five realms. I have cultivated to completion."

Zhang Ruochen felt incomprehensible, so he resumed enlightenment on Jian Xi, and at the same time went all out to find the wonderful feeling that was never finished.

Although he sat beside the stream, he remained still.

However, there was a figure exactly like him, which appeared, pulled up a virtual sword inserted in the ground, and practiced sword ten.

Immediately afterwards, the second figure appeared, and he also pulled up a virtual sword and practiced sword ten.

The third figure appeared ...

...

These silhouettes are Zhang Ruochen's kendo consciousness.

Soon, there were tens of thousands of Zhang Ruochen's virtual shadows in the entire secret palace, holding a virtual sword, repeatedly practicing the sword ten, and exhibiting various different sword tricks.

Sword ten represents the "ten parties", namely: heaven, earth, east, south, west, north, life, death, past, future.

Zhang Ruochen's kendo consciousness, I do not know how long the exercise, finally, gave birth to a trace of enlightenment.

"Sky, earth, east, south, west, and north. The six parties correspond to space."

"If I incorporate the way of space into Sword X, will it create the sixth level of Sword X?"

The five levels of sword ten are actually realized by the predecessors from "The Wordless Sword Book". Different people naturally understand the sword ten differently.

However, the predecessors may not have realized the sword ten to the extreme.

Even "Swords Without Words" does not necessarily mean extreme.

What Zhang Ruochen wants to do is to transcend the Kunlun sages, or even the strange man who wrote the "Wordless Sword Book". Only in this way can he have the chance to become the true eternal master and break the existing world Order and rules.

This is an unprecedented realization!

However, Zhang Ruochen is not inexperienced, because he once created his own "Sword Realm", which is a combination of space and kendo.

The sixth level of sword ten may be the higher form of sword realm, and the two complement each other.

...

When Zhang Ruochen went all out to realize the sword, in a temple of Jiuqu Tianxing, the magic sound and the heavenly holy dragon, sitting at the top, were transformed into human form.

The magic sound has a charming and beautiful face, a graceful figure, wearing a purple long dress, like a fairy concubine, a queen, with a lazy look on her body.

Qingtian Shenglong is burly, wearing dragon scale armor, arms thicker than a bucket, like a brutal giant.

Both of them are now comparable to the first-level strong, able to fight against the immortal saint, and the momentum erupting on their bodies is naturally extraordinary.

Below them, there are dozens of holy kings of the Rakshasa, male and female, bound by the breath of dragons spit out of the Qingtian Holy Dragon's mouth, unable to move.

Luo Sa Princess Luo Yan also stood below, tied by Zhang Ruochen's space chain, and was staring at the magic sound and the heavenly holy dragon with a pair of cold eyes.

As the most noble princess of the Raksha tribe, Luo Yan has an extraordinary status and can lead the Holy Army to attack a large world. Even some great saints have to sell her face. How have they ever suffered such a shame?

Prince Moro was even more miserable. The beard extended by the foot of the magic sound penetrated the body and was largely swallowed and absorbed. It was miserable and weak, and fell to the ground and died.

Luo Yan has a stunning beauty that is comparable to that of a fairy in the beginning of the day, a fairy in a hundred flowers, etc., with a noble temperament, up to about 1.8 meters in height, and a perfect body. The jade neck, the water snake-like slim waist, and the pair of slender jade / legs that the magic sounds are jealous of, are like polished out by the sky, and no man in the world is worthy of her.

Luo Yan said: "You better let go of Princess Ben, or you will cause unpredictable disaster."

The enchanted voice was very jealous of Luo Yan's beauty, stood up, walked enchantingly, stretched out five sharp nails, and ran across the crystal clear face of Luo Yan, laughing: "I'm really scared, princess Your Highness, don't scare people. "

Luo Yan's eyes were cold.

The magic sound snorted coldly: "Yan Wushen, the Wraith, and the Wraith Buddha were all deterred by the master. Do you dare to put a princess's shelf here, believe it or not, I have consumed all the energy of your life and made you an old one. Ugly? "

Luo Yan had no fear, sneer: "Zhang Ruochen dare not be so arrogant, I did not expect that you stupid woman would be so ignorant."

"you……"

Luo Yan immediately said: "Yan Wushen, the Wraith, and the Buddha are indeed very strong, but they are separate individuals. In addition to Zhang Ruochen, Yan Wushen can be described as invincible in the world. However, it is not yet the top four Uranus chased the Kunlun realm to flee? Zhang Ruochen is strong again, and it is estimated that there are ten eight first-level Saint Wang strongmen, which is also a dead end. In **** world, there are ten first-level strong men who are specially used to deal with Zhang Ruochen. It's not too difficult. "

The magic sound was silent for a moment, and said, "Do you think there is no master in heaven? Would he allow the **** world to sway against the master?"

Luo Yan smiled: "Are you still secretly considered by the monks in the heaven court? There is a group of forces in heaven court, who are afraid that the Kunlun Realm will rise again. Zhang Ruochen's defeat of Yan Wushen has touched their nerves and made them fully vigilant Up. "

"Why do you oppose this princess? Why don't you leave yourself a back road? In the future, neither heaven nor Kunlun will have a place for you. Princess princess is so generous that she can take you."

Qingtian Shenglong said: "Don't be fooled by her, don't bother her first, clean up Prince Moro before you talk."

The magic sound was tight, staring at Luo Yan's eyes, humming softly, dragging the long skirt, and walking towards the dozens of holy king prisoners of the Raksha clan.

They are all under the authority of Prince Moro.

The powerful sound of magic power was released on the magic sound, and the princes of the Raksha tribe were deterred and shivered, saying: "I heard that your Rakshas love meat, especially human flesh. Originally, the owner I will never let you go, but now it is decided to give you a chance to live. "

The tens of holy kings of the Rakshasa knew that heaven and **** were incompatible, and they were ready to die. Where can I think that there is still a chance to survive?

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The magic voice said: "Prince Moro can be called a first-class power under the Great Holy One. In the Raksha clan, you should not find many such powers? If you eat his meat, you must repair it. To make great progress, the benefits are endless. "

"What? Let us devour the prince? Impossible, absolutely impossible, you kill us!" One of the holy kings loyal to Prince Moro yelled.

"Okay, as you wish."

The magic sound stretched out a hand, his fingers turned into a sharp root whisker, pierced the top of the Holy King's head.

In the painful scream of the Holy King, the magic sound absorbed him into a dead body.

When the wind blew, it turned into dust and scattered to the ground.

Suddenly, the remaining holy kings were frightened.

The magic sound took back the roots and turned them back into five jade fingers, put the white forefinger on the lips and licked it, and said, "If you eat Prince Moro, I will let you go. If not, Eat, and I will eat you. Think carefully before making a decision. "

The holy kings of the Raksha tribe stared at Prince Moro, turning blood red.

"Bold, presumptuous, what do you want to do?" Prince Moro hissed, his heart arousing unprecedented fear.

Luo Yan looked down and said, "Don't you go too far?"

The magic sound Shen Shen said: "We are overdoing it? Your Rakshasa are in the Kunlun realm, are you doing too much? We call it the way of man, but also the body. His Royal Highness, if you are willing to eat Two, I can let you go. Would you like to try? "

Although Luo Yan belongs to the Raksha clan, he does not eat people. Instead, he hates cannibalism, because people and their Raksha clan are too similar in form.

Cannibalism is like eating yourself.