"Zhang Ruochen, pick me up again."

Qi Yin Yuanchen's eyes were sharp, and he used the secret method to manipulate the corpse to launch an attack.

In order to make the corpse explode stronger, Yin Yuanchen at the expense of his own blood, relying on the blood relationship between the corpse and the corpse to fully recover.

Yin Yuanchen is not a weak person. According to Zhang Ruochen's evaluation after several battles with him, he has at least 70% of Yan Wushen's evil body. Throughout the heavens and **** world, under the Great Holy, it is difficult for anyone to be his opponent. .

His blood is strong, his talent is high, and it is extremely rare.

A ray of divine light flew out of Yin Yuanchen's body and fell into the hand of the corpse, turning it into a faint long sword, with countless rules of God flowing on it, and emitting a strong breath of death.

This sword, left by Yin Yuanchen's father, is made by the strange and mysterious methods of the ancient times. It is a powerful ancient artifact of God.

The Divine Corpse held the Divine Sword, the majestic divine power, infused continuously, pushing the power of the Divine Sword to the extreme.

Excalibur wields swords and sends out heaven-like sword awns. Endless death gas emerges. It seems to evolve into a terrible country of death and devour all souls.

是 Just this vision makes people feel tremor.

At the same time, the Titan Six Gods who had just been cut off from the waist just now have movement. Twelve half-body swollen haemorrhages have actually re-condensed into the body and become twelve Titan Gods. They are equally tall , But the breath has weakened a bit.

As a top sacred king, his vitality is extremely tenacious, and it is by no means easy to kill.

The vitality of the Titans is especially tenacious.

Twelve Titan gods will work together to sacrifice a giant axe, with its sharp edge, and the power of the agitation may seem to open up the world.

Even if a puppet block is in front of it, I am afraid it will be split in half by an axe.

若 Zhang Ruochen's eyes were indifferent and his mind was turning. The Tibetan mountain magic mirror flew out of the body and recovered at an alarming speed. Millions of Supreme Supreme Inscriptions emerged clearly and intertwined, looming a large world vaguely.

"boom."

The Zangshan Magic Mirror released Gai Shiwei, and crushed the kingdom of death evolved by the Excalibur.

And the giant axe was suppressed by the world's shadow, and it couldn't move.

The next moment, the magic mirror of Hidden Mountains released endless magic, condensing the Wanzong Magic Mountain, an invisible "power" that pervaded.

"boom."

The corpse of Xun Shen was hit by the Devil Mountain and flew out. He fell into a sacred lake hundreds of miles away, and even Yin Yuanchen was impacted. As if hit by a star, he flew upside down while spraying blood on his mouth.

The giant axe also turned backwards, splitting the bodies of many Titan gods, and blood splattered.

Then, the magic mirror of the Tibetan mountain flew to the top of the twelve Titan gods, and the mirror surface rippled like water, releasing a powerful swallowing force.

"Do not."

The twelve Titan gods will fight against each other with horror in their eyes.

张 With the improvement of Zhang Ruochen's own strength, the Tibetan Mountain Mirror is also being repaired, and its power is getting stronger and stronger.

Especially Zhang Ruochen ascended the mountain of truth, which greatly benefited the Tibetan mountain magic mirror, drew the power of the truth, and produced some inexplicable changes.

Now, Zhang Ruochen can more easily urge the Tibetan Mountain Mirror, and the attacks he exhibits are more powerful and have many changes.

Instantly, there were ten Titan **** generals, who were taken in by the Mirror of Hidden Mountains.

There are only two Titan gods, relying on the giant axe, to resist the power of the Tibetan mountain mirror, and barely escape.

The next moment, the two Titan gods merged into one, but could not help but retreat a little further, their eyes were full of fear.

A single blow hit Yin Yuanchen severely, suppressing the Titan five gods who turned into two bodies. The battle was fruitful, but Zhang Ruochen was not in love and wanted to break out of the encirclement.

He has to rush as soon as possible to meet Jiu Tian Xuan Nu and Chi Kong Le.

"Leave this seat."

With a violent drink, a behemoth suddenly appeared in the air.

That is a cricket beast, not a flesh and blood body, but constructed with countless delicate runes, lifelike and exuberant.

"The rune of the rune world."

Zhang Ruochen stared at it.

The rune world is a large world in the top 20 of the Western universe. It is famous for making powerful runes.

The so-called "rune beast" is to build the body with the rune, and then to give spirituality by the secret method. The form and size are different, and the abilities are different.

If it is, the destiny rune can continue to become stronger as the monk's practice improves.

Zhang Ruochen felt a strong saintly breath from the rune beast in front of him. It can be confirmed that it must have been refined by a top saint.

The Runebeast looks like a fierce tiger with red eyes. When it first appeared, the rules and sacredness between heaven and earth were all converging towards it.

At the same time, the Twelve Judges of the Temple of Light were also shot, offering the sword of the Twelve Judges, combining their strengths, and cutting out a peerless sword.

若 Zhang Ruochen turned his mind, struck out the hidden mountain mirror, and greeted the sword of the twelve judgments.

Stroking his hands is to quickly form a seal of secrets, mobilize the rules of the 100 million sacred Words in the body, and combine the magnificent sacred air to condense an incomparable figure, like a god.

"Gods and prisons."

The figure of Wu Wei'an descended from the sky, and trampled the rune beast in the form of a fierce tiger to the ground.

"Roar."

The beast of beasts issued a screaming roar, billions of beasts of beasts extended from their bodies, struggling desperately.

He Nai He Shenmu has infinite power, like a magnificent world, suppressing the rune beast.

The next moment, the demon ghost protruded a hand and grabbed the rune-powered powerful man who controlled the rune-beast.

人 This person is extremely powerful, and he can be called the first-class superpower under the Great Holy One. His body exudes a strong breath like mountains and seas, and his spirit is extremely strong.

But at this moment, in his eyes, the color of terror appeared.

The most powerful runes in the world are usually martial arts and spiritual strength, and they will reach a very high level. Only in this way can the most powerful runes be cultivated.

"What is this holy art? Why hasn't Zhang Ruochen shown it before?"

I am in awe of the strong spirits in the spirit world.

Immediately, he sacrificed another rune, resembling a dragon tortoise, and there were countless runes of intertwining on the tortoise shell.

In order to be able to resist the ghosts and ghosts, the strong rune spirits even forced a bite of blood into the rune beast.

"噗."

However, the rune beast still failed to resist the ghosts of the demon, like a piece of paper, was instantly penetrated.

"How come ... so strong?"

In the mind of the powerful rune spirit, the last thought flashed, and his body burst into pieces.

After the death of the strong man of the rune spirit world, the rune beast in the form of a fierce tiger calmed down immediately, turned into a beast-shaped rune, and was captured by Zhang Ruochen.

的 The rune beasts made by the top sage are of great value. If they can be used for their own purposes, they will undoubtedly be of great use.

On the other side, the Mirror of Hidden Mountains showed terrible power, which not only broke the attack of the Twelve Judgment Sword, but also damaged the Twelve Judgment Envoy.

If the Twelve Judges hadn't responded fast enough, even the sword of the Twelve Judges would have been taken away by the Magic Mirror of Hidden Mountains.

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen did not hesitate to kill the siege at the fastest speed.

"Stop."

There is a strong person who wants to intercept Zhang Ruochen.

"噗."

What a pity, Qi hadn't been able to make a shot yet, and an iron sword pierced his skull.

"Thirteen."

A Le expressionless, took the iron sword from the skull of the strong man, and the crimson holy blood printed a bright flower on the ground.

His body flickered, and Ale appeared on the side of another strong man, cutting his head with a sword.

With the restraint of Ale, Zhang Ruochen was able to get out smoothly, and swept to the depths of Ziwei Palace at the fastest speed.

"Stop him."

Yin Yuanchen's eyes were about to crack, and he shouted.

He talked, and he was already driving the corpse of the god, soared up into the sky, and followed closely behind Zhang Ruochen.

的 The strong men from other heavenly factions also followed.

Zhang Ruochen paused slightly, staring at them, tearing open the door of space, releasing a behemoth, forming a huge shadow.

"嗤."

Behemoths opened their horrible blood basins and swallowed down the three powerful factions of the heavenly faction.

He is not someone else, it is the evil spirit who took away the python corpse.

After devouring a large number of monks' holy souls and holy blood, the evil spirits became more powerful and could mobilize the majestic power hidden in the python corpse.

More importantly, after being baptized by the fountain of life, the corpse gas contained in the corpse of the **** python is constantly decreasing, a little more angry.

"boom."

The evil spirit swayed the huge body and sent out the nine-step holy kings of more than ten heavenly factions.

Ale once again killed a strong man, his body flashed, and he appeared above the evil spirit's head.

The evil spirit immediately shrank his body, took Ale, and quickly retreated.

"Abominable."

The monks in the heavenly factions all have a strong annoyance in their hearts.

They shot so many top holy kings together. Not only could they not help Zhang Ruochen, but they suffered heavy losses. If they spread it out, it would definitely become a joke.

Tong Yaotian's brow frowned deeply, and he couldn't help worrying. If he couldn't kill Zhang Ruochen this time, he would definitely have big trouble.

In fact, not only him, but everyone present also had such concerns.

I acted in the style of Zhang Ruochen, and would never give up afterwards.

So no matter how much it costs, this time you have to kill Zhang Ruochen.

The Ziwei Palace at this time has long been transformed into hell.

The murderous spirit was soaring, the resentment filled.

You Youchi empress Chi Yao devoted herself to training. In recent years, the number of saints and holy kings born in the court was quite large. However, compared with the factions in heaven, it is too far behind.

In the face of a raid by the factions in heaven, in the short time, the court suffered heavy casualties.

I was almost on one side.

Fortunately, there was a drop of blood sword blocking the strong factions of the heavenly faction for a moment, and some of the court's men and women were able to retreat smoothly into the temple of the early Yuan Dynasty where the empress Chi Yao lived.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the shrine was located at the highest point of the Ziwei Palace. In the oasis in the center of Tianchi, there were a large number of **** patterns engraved by the emperor Chi Yao himself. The defense was strong. Da Sheng, do n’t want to forcibly invade.

However, the Queen Chi Yao is not in the temple at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and there is no big holy strong sitting in town.

The person in charge of mastering the **** pattern is the guard of Empress Chi Yao, the sacred lady of the 72nd house, and the guard of the gods.

They are divided into six teams, guarding six positions.

Before the Kunlun Realm did not recover, the Seventy-two Palace Saint was the Holy One.

Under the training of Empress Chi Yao, they have already cultivated to the level of the Holy King and cooperate with each other.

He just urges the **** pattern, which consumes sacred energy and spiritual power. Although the seventy-two female saints are not weak, they cannot support them for too long.

At this moment, all of them are as white as paper, weak in breath, and they can only hold on to it by their strong will.

Outside the temple at the beginning of Yuan Yuan, there were a large number of corpses, almost all of which were strong in the court.

Before that, the strong factions of the heavenly faction killed, and they were not able to retreat to the temple of the early Yuan Dynasty.

There are many strong courts of Ebara in the Ziwei Palace. However, there are only a few hundred monks who successfully retreat to the temple in the early Yuan Dynasty.

They can be said to be the elite of the court and the last foundation.

Once they all died, the court was mostly going to fall apart.

In this way, the Kunlun Realm will also fall into a more chaotic state and accelerate the process of destruction.

Four Confucian Confucianism and Taoism, the only suzerainty of the suzerain, are now among the crowd. When he attacked in heaven, he was not in Jiuxing Lianzhu Mansion, so he escaped.

There is one missing in the seven circles, which is the coldness of the Confucianism and Taoism.

Contrary to Shu Zong, the master of Sui Sui happened to go to Lianzhu Province when the faction of the Paradise faction launched an attack.

Inside the sanctuary, everyone frowned, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

From the outbreak of the merit war, monks from all realms said that the end of the Kunlun realm is coming. They did not see the end of the Kunlun realm, and first ushered in their own end.

The paradise factions of heaven were prepared this time to prepare treasures for cracking the **** pattern. Even if the **** pattern is activated, it is still worn away a little bit.

Outside the temple at the beginning of Yuan Yuan, there were a large number of strong factions in the heaven realm, and Archangel Michael the Archangel was also among them.

"Give up the resistance, catch your hands, the King can give you a way of life. Otherwise, don't all want to live out of the Yuan Dynasty Temple alive." The King Archangel Michael's voice rang through the Temple.

The blood on the body of Jiu Tian Xuan Nu, the slender body, straight, stood in front of the temple door, and said, "Your heavenly factions are acting so recklessly, you are really not afraid of the punishment of Tiangong? Do n’t forget, Kunlun today The battlefield of merit is no longer a paradise for heaven. "

"The rules of the Tiangong Palace have always been formulated by the strong. The Kunlun Realm has fallen to this point and has no right to speak. When the Peach Tree is cut off and the Kunlun Realm is completely exhausted, no one will care about what is happening here." Michael Archangel King.

Weak meat and strong food, this is the ancient unchanging law.

The heavenly realm, the weak realm, can only survive in the cracks.

"Why talk to them more and wait to break the divine pattern, this seat has its own way, let them obediently obey." A chuckle laughed.

Beside King Archangel Michael, there was a skinny man with a large head but few hairs. His scalp was covered with weird secret lines and his eyes were extremely protruding, as if popping up at any time. Quite scary.

This person exuded an extremely wicked breath, holding a skull wand, and opened his mouth wide, and there was still ground meat left on his teeth.

He is the leader of the realm of the realm. He has no intention of evil. He comes from the oldest ghost cult in the realm of the realm and has practiced a terrible evil.

Anyone who falls into the hands of an unintentional evil monarch will usually die.

"I feel the breath of Shen Yuan, Zhang Ruochen has come to Ziwei Palace, and ... is coming to the temple in the early Yuan Dynasty."

Suddenly the spirit of the blood sword suddenly said.

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of many people present could not help changing.

Some people are ecstatic as if they see the dark dawn.

Some people are calm and calm. Because I know that although Zhang Ruochen is strong, he is just one person and cannot change the overall situation.

Jiu Tian Xuan Nuo frowned slightly, sighing: "The most powerful of the sacred kings of the heavenly factions has almost come out, already in the Ziwei Palace, under the Tianluodi net. This place has become a dragon-tan tiger cave, he should not come!"

Of course, Jiu Tianxuan Girl knew that there was Chi Kongle in the Ziwei Palace. No matter how dangerous it was, Zhang Ruochen would definitely come.

He is such a person.

The heaven faction, after taking her blood, still insisted on attacking the Temple of the Early Yuan Dynasty.

I just want to capture Chi Kongle to deal with Zhang Ruochen.

Maybe, including capturing her.

The paradise faction's action this time was mainly aimed at the peach tree, and Zhang Ruochen also thought of killing.

Kong Chi Qiao Chi, who was born alive, walked to Jiu Tian Xuan Nu, her blood-stained hands, holding a small blue tower, her eyes full of worry.

小 This small tower is similar to Qingtian Futu Tower, but it is an imitation made by Chi Yao and a king war weapon.

内部 In its interior, there is a brand of Qingtian floating slaughter tower spirit. Based on this, another powerful spirit is quickly cultivated.

The real Qingtian Floating Butchery Tower is no longer in Kunlun Realm, and has gone to the hands of Empress Chi Yao.

"Aunt Dripping Blood, can you send a message to your father, let him leave quickly, don't come to save us." Chi Kongle set his sight on the spirit of Dripping Sword, his eyes full of firmness and absoluteness.

Wu Dingxie Jianling shook her head and said, "The heavenly factions have blocked the temple at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and I can only perceive the breath of Shen Yuan, and I cannot pass on information."

"What should we do? The heaven faction dispatched so many strong men, and the father would be in danger. We die, it does not matter, but he cannot die. He is the future and hope of Kunlun!" Chi Kongle said.

Kong Chi Kong Le would rather, Zhang Ruochen would not care about her, and would never want Zhang Ruochen to be dangerous for her.

Xuan Jiu Tian Xuan Nuo comforted: "Don't worry, with your father's strength, the factions in heaven want to deal with him, it is not so easy, even if they are not defeated, they can definitely retreat."

Having said that, she knew in her heart that with Zhang Ruochen's character and knowing that they were in danger, would she easily retreat?

A long sigh in the heart of Xun Nian Tian Xuan Nu.

The six peers looked at each other, their eyes were full of bitterness, and at the same time full of anger.

作为 As the members of the Kunlun realm, they enjoy the best resource cultivation, but at this critical moment, they can do nothing.

Looking at Zhang Ruochen's achievements, the six circles are even more ashamed.

Many things should have been done by them, but in the end they all fell on Zhang Ruochen's shoulders.

The divine pattern in the southeast of the Sanctuary was controlled by the White Twelve Saints. At this time, their faces were also worried.

At the beginning, the Twelve Saints of White Feather followed the Canglan Wusheng and headed to Xianji Mountain. As a result, they were attacked by the undead blood tribe. Among them, six female saints survived because of Zhang Ruochen's rescue.

At the same time, Bai Yu's twelve holy sisters and sisters, Zhang Ruochen saved six of them, and everyone else was grateful to him.

At this time, when they heard that Zhang Ruochen had already entered the Ziwei Palace, they were very worried, for fear that he would fall into the trap set by the faction of heaven.

"It's a pity that our cultivation is too weak ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Otherwise, I really want to fight with Ruo Chen, just like when I was in Xianji Mountain." Yuan Shu Nu Sheng sighed.

Yan Liuli's maiden frowns tightly and her mood is violently ups and downs. She very much hopes that Zhang Ruochen will, as before, be able to turn the tide and sweep the paradise of heaven with unmatched potential.

The hero of her fantasy is to do things that others cannot.

Although there are mountain barriers, they must come from the mountains.

However, the reality is that there are countless strong factions in the heaven world, and Ziwei Palace is already under their control. Zhang Ruochen is very strong, but how can he rely on him alone to kill him here?

Now, the entire Ziwei Palace has become a hunting ground for the factions in heaven to kill Zhang Ruochen, waiting for Zhang Ruochen to jump inside.

The most hoped by Tamarix now is that Zhang Ruochen hurriedly left Ziwei Palace, regardless of them.

At this time, Archangel King Michael also noticed the movement below, and could not help but order: "At all costs, try to break through the Temple of Yuan Chu.

Many gods in the heavenly faction have personally ordered that Zhang Ruochen must be killed. In order to achieve this goal, he must do whatever he can.

Whether it is Chi Kongle or Jiutian Xuan Nu, Zhang Ruochen cares about everything. As long as they catch them, everything is under control. ...

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