In Xi Xi's eyes, the frame coming from the front and back directions has become larger and larger, first like a palace, then like a mountain, and finally seems to be transformed into two planets, releasing the mighty pressure of the great shore. .

The sound of wheels is more deafening than the thunder, and the space appears ripples.

She and the Jiulongya beside her looked very small.

Regarding her great sage-level cultivation, the emperor, who is known as the Holy Land, has a sense of terror that he can't breathe and his body is to be crushed into pieces.

The repair of the Blood Weeping Lord was high, and was not scared by the momentum released by the two frames. He didn't want to sit still, so he gritted his teeth, the blood wings on his back unfolded, and a hook-shaped King Saint was drawn from the brows. The sword of the weapon inspires the king-level inscription on the knife body.

"Break me."

He grasped the handle with both hands, and there was a cloud of bleeding gas in his body.

"Wow."

A **** sword-shaped mang, tearing open the pink haze, suspended above the frame of Yanhong Dasheng, pressed down quickly.

The sharp edge of the sword radiates the world with blood.

However, this ground-breaking knife was blocked by a layer of light and mist from the frame, which could not hurt the car body.

"The mantis arm is the cart."

With the chilling sound of Yanhong Dasheng, thousands of bone-birds with teeth and claws flew out of that layer of mist, screaming intensively and harshly, and rushed to Jiulongyu.

The Blood Weeping Great Saint retracted his sword, stepped backwards, and billions of regular lines appeared under his feet, spurring the defense force of the sword.

Those bone birds have extremely powerful fighting powers, and each of them hits him, shaking him a little.

After only supporting for a moment, the defense of the Blood Weeping Lord was defeated, his battle suit was torn, his arms were bloody, and his body was hit **** the Jiulongpi.

Yan Hong Da Sheng did not take the shot himself, but just used the mist and the transfigured bone bird to create a big saint who broke the 72 shackles.

It's not that the Blood Weeping Lord is not strong enough, but that his opponent is too scary.

The Blood Weeping Dasheng was very hurt, kneeling on one knee, and watching the overwhelming bone birds, even though he knew that the Red Dasheng didn't dare to kill him, his heart still gave birth to a desperate thought of "today, no doubt". .

In the face of the great consummation of the other hundred sacred realms, the Blood Weeping Great Saint has full confidence, and with his court to resist, no matter how bad it is, it also has the power to calmly retreat. But when he met a strong man like Yanhong Dasheng, he even lost his confidence to escape.

"It's too powerful! This is the eighth strongest in the Baijing Realm Rankings, such as a pink skull." Blood Weeping Dasheng bowed his head, his confidence was completely defeated.

There is no doubt that from now on, the Great Red Saint will be his demon, and the hurdle that cannot be passed.

The moment the bone birds flocked to the Jiulongpi, a huge dragon soul flew out of the midge, with a body as big as a mountain, opening the mouth of a deep pond and swallowing them all.

"Oh!"

The body of the Dragon Soul, entangled in the square of Jiulong, issued a long howling shout.

"A thousand souls of dragon spirits."

Blood Weeping Dasheng suddenly looked up, a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

"Oh!"

"Roar!"

...

Immediately afterwards, two dragon spirits with three thousand questions and elephant souls with three heads with thousands of questions rushed out and hung around the Jiulongyu.

Angrily, they screamed in the sky, blocking the two rolling frames and couldn't move forward.

Zhang Ruochen sat in the Jiulongpi, his arms spread out slowly.

Suddenly, the power of the three dragons and three elephants burst out, crushing the two front and rear frames, and slowly moving backwards. The space walls formed by the space inscriptions on the two frames were also broken one by one.

In the eyes of Xi Xi, an incredible look emerged.

At this moment, she was truly aware of how powerful Zhang Ruochen was, and she wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen with her cultivation and talents, which was almost a nightmare.

Now it's impossible.

In the future ... more unlikely.

"It's really a bit of an accident. It's worthy of being a demigod, and it's the immortal state. The flesh can withstand the six thousand questionable beast souls. However, it is still far behind."

He said so in the rear frame.

The next moment, the howling sound of all ghosts came from his frame.

Dense ghosts flew out, some were human, some were beasts, and birds ... There were too many, more than ten thousand, even more than one hundred thousand, one million.

Countless ghosts condensed into six vortexes of storm.

In each vortex, there is a ghost body with a level of one thousand levels. There are giants up to a hundred feet, a rakshasa with long black wings, and a demon ox with two horns.

The face of the Blood-Crying Great Saint was ugly, saying: "I once seized the Chaos Fountain and cast the immortal Chaos ghost emperor body. With the chaotic ghost emperor body and the great consummation practice of Baizhang Realm, we can absorb ghosts indefinitely Inside. Just now, there are at least six million ghosts released by him. "

Six million ghosts condensed into six thousand questionable ghost emperor souls, and the power that erupted did not lose the three dragons and three elephants of Zhang Ruochen.

What is even more disturbing is that the six million ghosts are by no means the only ones, and no one knows how many ghosts of Qianwenjing ghost can be gathered after he goes all out.

Six ghost emperor souls balance three dragons and three elephants.

The front and rear frames traveled again, rolling towards Jiulongyu.

"The monks who have been able to cultivate to the great consummation of Bai Di Jing within a thousand years are really not simple characters. Those who can be ranked in the top ten are even more unpredictable, and Qian Qian Jing Da Sheng is not your opponent."

Zhang Ruochen said this, and took out the hidden mirror of the mountain.

Sensing the breath of the supreme sacrament, Yan Hong's voice sounded: "The so-called Yuanhui-level genius, is it so capable? We have only used half of our power, and you have been forced to use the saint.

"Don't blame you for not reminding you that you will be forcibly taken away by the temple if you use the Supreme Holy Grail in the destiny domain."

Yanhong Dasheng and Aunt, although they were aiming at Zhang Ruochen, they did not really make a shot, nor did they get out of the frame. They just drove, just on the same street as Zhang Ruochen.

This is a loophole in the Temple of Destiny regulations!

Like a puppet, six ghost emperor spirit bodies were gathered, but they did not control them to launch an attack. They just walked forward slowly to balance the three dragons and three elephants.

On the contrary, it is against the law to use the soldiers to launch an attack like the Blood Weeping Lord.

Even if Zhang Ruochen was badly injured today, they could explain it, but drove into him by accident.

Absurd excuses, but they are excuses to avoid regulations.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that Yan Hong Da Sheng and He Yan came to test his strength, and did not dare to really treat him. What they really want to do is to crush the Jiulongpi by using two King's sacred-class frames to hedge back and forth.

Other methods, such as the six ghost emperor souls and the haze illusion, are only suppressing the power exerted by Zhang Ruochen.

"They are trying to force me to take a step first, so they have a reason to shoot."

Zhang Ruochen put away the Tibetan mountain magic mirror and looked forward. The frame of Yanhong Dasheng was close at hand.

If it was really knocked over by the frame of Xun and Yanhong Dasheng, even if it was not injured, it would severely attack Zhang Ruochen's prestige in the Blood Heaven Tribe and the Undead Blood Tribe.

It's a big loss.

It is impossible to have the opportunity to represent the undead and take control of the Supreme Holy Grail.

However, if Zhang Ruochen can pass through the levels of Qi and Yanhong, the prestige will surely climb to the apex, and it will be of great help to the God of Blood and the Gods of the Undead Blood Race.

No matter how talented you are, you still have to show actual results.

What's more, this time the contest was not only a test of Zhang Ruochen's strength, but also a test of his wisdom and his resilience to crisis.

"How to break down the repression of Yan and Honghong within the scope of regulations?"

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment, and then, a lot of time imprinted light spots in his body, and there were tens of millions of capsules.

Hong and Yanhong are both vigilant. What they are most afraid of is Zhang Ruochen's means of time. Although they have been preparing for a long time, they still have a 12-point spirit.

"Well."

Dozens of runes with time stamps emerged from the two frames before and after.

The time imprint light spot released by Zhang Ruochen, as soon as approaching the frame, was flew back by the rune's power bomb and could not enter the car.

Zhang Ruochen sat in the Jiulongpi with his hands together.

Tens of millions of light dots flew back, condensed together, turned into a bell of time, enveloped the Kowloon Wren. The Blood Weeping Great Saint and Xi Xi quickly boarded the car and hid to the left and right sides of Zhang Ruochen.

The two of them knew that even if Qi and Yanhong Dasheng were more powerful, they would not dare to touch the time Hong Zhong easily.

Inside the bell body is the safest place.

"Wow."

Zhang Ruochen condensed six space chains to connect three dragon souls and three elephant souls, and controlled them to pull the Jiulongyu.

"Zhang Ruochen, you don't want to go, it's not so easy." He pulled out a hand, and drove the curtain, Wen Zhibin said with a smile.

"Booming."

The souls of the six ghost emperors resisted the three dragons and three elephants, and the two sides competed for strength and violently collided.

"If I want to go, you can't keep it."

Zhang Ruochen's fingers, pointing forward, suddenly the space where the six ghost emperors were located, quickly contracted and collapsed. Even if they do their best to support them, the space is still shrinking smaller and smaller, like a rapidly shrinking ball.

The huge space of hundreds of feet in diameter quickly became the size of a fist.

The six ghost emperor souls were suppressed into this fist-sized spherical space, and they could no longer resist the three dragons and three elephants.

"Wow."

The wheels turn.

After the three dragons and three elephants drove the Jiulongyu wrapped by the time Hong Zhong, the spherical space was broken by the ghosts of six ghost emperors, and their ghosts grew again to their original size.

The figures in the two frames watched Jiulongyu go away without chasing.

On a dangling island not far away from this street, Tong and Yan's deity stand side by side, looking down at the city below, and looking at each other, they can see the surprise in each other's eyes.

Openly in the realm of destiny, against Zhang Ruochen, a **** with a special identity, they dare not use the real body.

Although those two frames are just their avatars, their true bodies have been controlling them all the time. Based on their cultivation, and prepared the means to suppress space and time, but still let Zhang Ruochen leave intact, how can he not be surprised?

"It's really difficult to keep those who control the space and time." Yan Hong Dasheng sighed, giving birth to a helplessness.

Zhang Ruochen has too many enemies in the **** world. As long as Yanhong Dasheng can kill him, he can get the support of all major forces. In this way, it will be much easier to become the goddess of the Temple of Destiny.

However, after the temptation just now, she was made aware that even if her combat power was better than Zhang Ruochen, however, if Zhang Ruochen did not want to fight her, she could leave at any time.

Can't keep it, how can it be killed?

Yun's eyes were deep, and he said, "The two of us joined forces, but we couldn't test his depth. The strength of this son has more than doubled when he battled with the Moro warrior."

"At least try to find out that his cultivation has reached the peak of immortality."

He said, "He didn't pose a threat before breaking his first yoke. However, the headache is that no one knows when he can do it."

Breaking the first yoke represents Zhang Ruochen's formal entry into the Baiyun Realm, and the power of the demigod's body will burst out.

At that time, even if the top ten hundred realms such as Yan and Yanhong Dasheng were successful, they still had to shun him by three points.

This is the situation they least want to see.

"Don't you have an important hole card in your hand? When you use it in the hunting feast, it's impossible for Zhang Ruochen to get away easily like today." Yan Hong's eyes were exposed and cold Light.

Although it is a pink skull, but the surface of the skull is a beautiful skin, looks gorgeous, and is no different from a beautiful country.

Yanhong Dasheng said: "The shadowless fairy next to Zhang Ruochen can make my skin for the next century. Perfect, the more beautiful the more you look."

...

The Jiulongpi was severely damaged, with cracks everywhere, driving on an empty street, and gradually leaving.

Wu Jiang stood in the night, and his body was integrated with the six-colored rain, and he could clearly see the fighting just now.

He didn't shoot.

Since Nian and Yanhong Dasheng couldn't keep Zhang Ruochen together, he would try again, and it would probably be the same result.

However, when he was about to leave, he was surprised to find that a figure appeared in front of Jiulongyu, walking in the middle of the street.

Black silhouette.

That figure, like a bamboo pole, was as thin as a firewood, but straight.

He walked towards Jiulongyu, like a deaf and blind man. He couldn't see the frame of Zhang Ruochen, and he couldn't see the three dragons and three elephants that pulled the car.

However, the monks who can appear in the city of Han page are really deaf and blind?

"Who is he? What does he want to do?"

Wu Jiang used spiritual power to explore the past, but as soon as the spiritual power approached, he was swallowed up by an invisible force and disappeared without a trace.

You know, Wujiang ranks fifth on the list of Baijing Realm, and its strength is even higher than that of Yan and Yanhong.

How could the Han page city emerge such a weird monk, could it be more powerful than him?

Langzhong.

Zhang Ruochen didn't feel the breath of the black figure. He was still thinking about the fighting process just now, his expression was calm and calm, but his heart turned over.

Although it was only a tentative confrontation, he deeply felt the power of the top ten powerhouses in the Great Baijing Realm, whether they were magpies or bright red saints.

Even today's Yuhuang, compared with them, is still one chip behind, or half chip.

This gap is obvious.

After the Blood Weeping Great Lord brought his injuries under control, he asked: "Yu ranked seventh in the Baiyuejing Great Success List, and Yanhong Dasheng ranked eighth. With your current practice, you can win against him. Are you sure? "

Zhang Ruochen didn't answer, just shook his head slightly.

I don't know if I'm saying "I don't know", or "I'm not sure", or "I'm not their opponent."

The Blood Weeping Dasheng bowed his head sadly, secretly in his heart, "Yu and Yanhong Dasheng are sweeping invincible beings in the same realm. Zhang Ruochen is immortal. Even if he is strong, he cannot win against them. It's very remarkable that people get out under the combined attack, enough to shake the ten hells. "

"who are you?"

Just then, Zhang Ruochen noticed something, and his eyes became sharp like a sword instantly, looking straight ahead.

Zhang Ruochen's strain rate is not unpleasant, but his arm was raised three inches high, and a dark shadow passed through the three dragons and three elephants, through the wall of the Jiulongpi, and entered the car. His fingers counted faster than Zhang Ruochen Ten times faster, he swept across his neck, chopped down a long strand of hair, and squeezed it into his hands.

By the time Zhang Ruochen raised his arm, the dark shadow had passed through the Jiulong Pass and appeared on the street behind the Car Pass. He pinched the strand of hair and walked away from the Car Pass.

"Oh!"

Zhang Ruochen moved the exhibition space, appeared outside the car, stood on the street, stared at the black figure like a bamboo pole, his eyes were full of suspicion.

"The so-called Yuanhui Genius, but that's it."

The black silhouette said this, walking and walking, his body disappeared, no shadows disappeared ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ just like nothing happened just now, just his hallucinations.

The Blood Weeping Great Saint jumped off the Jiulongyu, stared in the direction Zhang Ruochen looked at, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Did you see it just now?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The Blood Weeping Great Saint asked, "What do you see? What the **** happened?"

"Yes, his speed is too fast. How can you see it based on your cultivation? Is this the power of nothingness?" Zhang Ruochen blew his hair behind his ears. long.

Come without shadow, go without trace.

With Zhang Ruochen's repair, he can only see the shadow of the other party, and cannot prevent the other party from cutting his hair.

If he can break his hair, he can kill him.

At such a speed, how could the Blood Weeping Dasheng see him?

Perhaps only by taking precautions in advance and using the power of time and space, Zhang Ruochen had a chance to compete with him for speed. However, the other person ’s body is no different from nothingness, so he ca n’t sense it in advance. How can he prepare in advance?

"Is this a test of my strength or a demonstration, who are you?" Zhang Ruochen's pupils contracted tightly.

In the distance, seeing all the boundaries, holding his breath completely, he felt numb all over.

Based on his cultivation, he couldn't see how the other party appeared and disappeared. It was terrible.

"Being able to appear here must be a monk attending the hunting feast. I hope that he is a banqueter who has a thousand questions or a lifetime of death. If he is a hundred people, I am eight out of ten // nine is not His opponent. "

Wu Jiang calculated and guessed in his mind, but kept shaking his head.

Even if it was Yan Huangtu, who ranked third on the Baiyujing Great Success List, the second-ranked greedy baby could not be so strong. Is it the number one?

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