There are only 5,000 saints in the Tao and Xuanji in the entire universe.

Five hundred years of rooting and germination, five hundred years of flowering and maturity.

The kernels left after eating at the hunting banquet were replanted, and it was only 5,000 years later to grow another 5,000.

"Wow."

Upstream of Mingxi, the feast was packed in a sacred flower and floated down the stream.

The first kind of feast is the Holy Fruit of Taoism.

Yandao Shengguo looks like a spherical emerald bead, crystal clear, dripping with fruity fragrance, shining in the sacred flower, the rules of heaven and earth automatically rotate around it, forming a vortex invisible to the naked eye.

"Finally, you can taste the legendary sacred fruit of Taoism. I hope that I can use it to cultivate the star-knife to Dacheng."

"After eating, can I really live longer for three thousand years? In this way, I will have more time in the future than other monks to impact the realm."

"Instantly adding 100 million rules can be improved a lot."

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The eyes of all the saints all looked over, scorching like fire, looking forward inwardly.

The top ten chiefs sitting at the top of the stream quickly picked away the ten highest quality sacred fruit of Taoism.

Immediately afterwards, Yandao Shenggu followed the stream, entered the ten branches, and came to Zhang Ruochen's body.

"Close."

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ruochen used the sacred air to take away two sacred flowers containing the fruit of the Tao and flew to the jade table case.

He looked at the blood-slayed face as dead as possible, and said, "Master, this sacred fruit of your path, I will take it for you first. After the ceremony is over, I will return it to you. Shouldn't you have any opinion?"

Blood slaughter certainly has opinions, and opinions are great.

What is the difference between Zhang Ruochen's promise to fight with Emperor Luo and Da Shengluo?

"Pride, arrogance, blind self-confidence, Zhang Ruochen, you killed yourself, why did you bring me? Who did I recruit? Who did I recruit? Attend the hunting feast, not just want to eat a holy fruit of Taoism? My three thousand years Shouyuan ... hey ... "

Thinking of Zhang Ruochen's strong extortion, now the only remaining will of the blood slaughter will disappear, and he can only choose to swallow it.

Only when that Taoist Holy Fruit feeds the dog.

The big saint next to him showed some sympathetic gazes, while others were ruthlessly ridiculed. They all felt that the blood slaughter had suffered from innocence. This time, Zhang Ruochen was too miserable.

Emperor Omori is a top-ranked power of the dead, and has great influence. After promising the benefits to the two dead saints, he successfully raised three sacred fruits.

In the eyes of all monks, Emperor Omori Luo will undoubtedly win, and the two dead sages naturally think so.

That's why, they are happy to sell Emperor Mori.

This battle of Emperor Omori Luo and Zhang Ruochen attracted all the monks' eyes, many were talking about it, and some were sneering, thinking that Zhang Ruochen would accompany his wife and sacrifice soldiers.

"Zhang Ruochen didn't understand the rules of the hunting feast? Did he dare to promise to fight with Emperor Omori? Does he think that fighting is a fighting force?"

"Omori Luo is the third strongest among the dead. Even if they compete, Zhang Ruochen is still far behind."

"Zhang Ruochen's talent may be at the top level, but he is too confident, only with the courage of a reckless husband, can't make a big climate. In contrast, Yan Wushen has the courage and ingenuity. "

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Gu Chenzi, Yixuan Dasheng, Blood Weeping Dasheng, Yuhuang, and even Luo Luo, all secretly transmitted a message to Zhang Ruochen, telling him the rules of fighting, and persuading him not to agree. However, Zhang Ruochen ignored them and showed a stubborn attitude.

After the wind, her heart was even more puzzled. After all, she had told Zhang Ruochen the rules of the fighting ceremony.

Even if Zhang Ruochen is impulsive, he shouldn't know that he will lose.

Emperor Omori Luo smiled brightly and said, "If the power of the Great Saint is admired by the emperor! However, you must understand that the manner of fighting must be determined by the challenger."

Speaking of this, he deliberately paused, thinking that Zhang Ruochen would be surprised and regret, and even regret it directly. If so, he naturally has follow-up methods to make Zhang Ruochen lose face, and he must continue to fight with him.

Unfortunately, Zhang Ruochen didn't move his eyelids, just quietly, until he continued to talk.

This time, on the contrary, Emperor Omori's heart tightened and felt abnormal, thinking that he was absolutely impossible to lose, and then relaxed again.

"This time, we are better than Sheyi."

Emperor Omori took out an unstringed sacred wood bow, which was about nine feet long like a keel. It gave out a cold chill throughout the body.

Gu Chenzi and Yi Xuan Dasheng seem to have long guessed that Emperor Dasen Luo is better than shooting art. They looked at each other and both sighed, knowing that Zhang Ruochen had to lose.

Emperor Omori majored in "Arrow Road", and merged a kind of four-point arrow road sacred meaning-the extreme penetrating sacred meaning.

In the whole **** world, under a thousand questions, Emperor Omori Luo can be said to be the first saint.

Even among the thousand enlightenments, there are only a handful of people who can compare with him.

On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen's main path is completely out of touch with the arrow path and archery.

Besides, there must be a peerless bow to compete in archery?

Emperor Omori's Icewood God Bow, which is based on the center of a tree trunk, is the best material in the world. In addition, it is a precious three-element monarchic sacred weapon, the power of which explodes completely, can span ten million miles and shoot the stars above the sky.

Does Zhang Ruochen have such a bow?

Emperor Omori thinks that the winning ticket is in his hands, and smiles: "If the Great Saint does not have a bow, the emperor can lend you a handle. However, the emperor's holy weapon has only such a handle and can only borrow you. A sacred artifact level bow. "

"No, I have."

In the eyes of countless monks, Zhang Ruochen called out the blue sky bow and day arrow.

Holding a bow and an arrow, Zhang Ruochen's temperament changed greatly, and he was full of vigor, with a strong self-confidence all over his body.

During these decades of retreat, Zhang Ruochen's mental powers read a lot of books, including detailed information about each monk at the hunting feast.

Knowing oneself and knowing one another can lead you to victory.

Even including the rules of "fighting rituals", Zhang Ruochen knew clearly. Previously, he had only deliberately pretended not to know that he would paralyze Emperor Dasen Luo.

Therefore, Emperor Omori Luo proposed to compete in "shooting art", and Zhang Ruochen had already expected it.

A great saint who practiced the arrow way to the extreme is no better than an arrow.

"It seems that Zhang Ruochen is not completely unprepared. The bows and arrows he took out are not ordinary holy artifacts, and most of them have reached the level of the king's holy artifacts."

"With a bow and an arrow, you can compete with Emperor Omori Luo? How simple is the arrow path?"

"Shooting art involves not only arrowheads, but also the monk's strength, eyesight, judgment, arrowheads, and so on. These things require a long period of penance, plus arrowhead rules, arrowheads, In order to reach the most perfect level, the intentional assistance. If Zhang Ruochen has not been immersed in the arrow path for more than a century, and compares shooting skills with Omori Luo, he is looking for abuse. "

Emperor Dasen Luo obviously didn't feel that Zhang Ruochen had a chance to win, and walked towards the Red Saint with a more confident attitude than Zhang Ruochen, and said, "In order to be fair and fair, please Yan Hong to set a shooting target for us."

Yanhong Dasheng belongs to the Bone tribe, and is different from Dasen Luo Huang and Zhang Ruochen.

At the same time, Emperor Dasen Luo supported Prajna, Zhang Ruochen supported Fenghou, and she was opposite to Yanhong Dasheng.

It is fair for her to set the shooting target, but in fact it is very unfair to Zhang Ruochen.

After all, Yanhong Dasheng once spoke publicly to kill Zhang Ruochen.

Just as Yanhong Dasheng was about to agree, Yan Wushen stood up and laughed: "Since Yanhong Dasheng is so difficult, I'd better ask you two to set a more difficult shooting target. "

Yanhong Dasheng is actually happy to help a bunch of Emperor Luo, but Yan Wushen has taken the initiative to raise it. If she refuses, it will undoubtedly make Yan Wushen embarrassed.

There is no need to offend Yan Wushen for the sake of Emperor Omori.

So she said calmly: "Since Yan Jun is so interested, Emperor Dasen Luo, why don't you ask him for help?"

Omori Luo certainly could not refuse, but nodded to Yan Wushen with a smile.

The battle between Yan Wushen and Zhang Ruochen is well known to both Tianting and Hell, and he doesn't need to worry that he will favor Zhang Ruochen.

Yan Wushen took out a translucent spar rune, about an inch long and very delicate. He said, "The two are great saints. The general shooting skills are more difficult than you. The problem that comes out must be more difficult. OK. This rune in my hand is the lowest interstellar messenger light rune. The furthest messenger distance can fly at an infinitely close to the speed of light for one day, which is about tens of billions of miles. "

"Next, I will activate it and type it out."

"The one who can shoot it is the winner."

Emperor Dasen Luo certainly hoped that the greater the difficulty, the better, but Yan Wushen's problem can no longer be difficult, but there is no great saint to do it.

"Yan Jun, once the communication light run through the acceleration phase, the speed broke out completely, and no arrows can catch up. Moreover, there is no great saint who can shoot arrows beyond tens of billions of miles." Omori Luo Road.

Yan Wushen showed an unpleasant look, saying: "If the average saint can do it, what test do you use?"

Emperor Omori Luo did not continue to say more, after all, he proposed the way of fighting, and he was also looking for people. At this time, continue to argue, it will only appear that he is not decisive and has no courage ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Besides, there is not no opportunity.

As long as you grasp the extremely short time of the accelerating phase of messenger light, there is still a chance to shoot it through.

Yan Wushen said: "Forget it, seeing you being so reluctant, I will reduce the difficulty for you. I will hit this interstellar messenger light rune to a barren asteroid above the destiny realm."

"If you can't shoot the light beam of communication, whoever shoots that asteroid first will win."

"Remember, it's shot, not shot."

"And, which asteroid is it, I will not tell you, you have to judge by your own ability."

Without any warning, Yan Wushen suddenly activated the light-slapping messenger and knocked it out.

Light rune, turned into a light shuttle, and flew upward.

When most monks haven't responded yet, Emperor Dasen Luo and Zhang Ruochen pulled the bows in their hands almost at the same time, pointing their arrows over the sky.

It can be seen that the strain rate of the two is extremely fast.

The messenger light is too small and too fast.

And, after every moment, it gets faster.

Emperor Omori Luo is indeed the top archeological saint in hell's world. Almost as soon as Yan Wushen played the light talisman of communication, a Shenmu arrow flew out.

It seemed that he didn't aim at all, and it felt like he was shooting this arrow.

After the shot, Emperor Omori Luo had a smile on his face, which was already in his hands.

"On the arrow, I'm far worse than Emperor Omori."

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Ruochen did not aim at the light-spreading messenger. For him, it was impossible to do.

What he aimed at was the Shenmu arrow shot by Emperor Omori.

At the moment when Omori Luo Huangsong's hand, Zhang Ruochen inspired the space field and felt the space fluctuations of the Shenmu arrow when flying fast, and then shot the day arrow.

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