A more than 2,000-meter-long purple meteor star hit the body of Fire Charm Yin Ji heavily, and a billowing purple killing gas rushed into her body, obliterating her vitality.

The red spirit flame on the fire charm Yin Ji extinguished, screamed, and fell down quickly.

"Boom."

The purple meteorite struck again, hitting Fire Charm Yin Ji, beating her immortal body, and seemed to be bursting.

When the purple meteorite was about to launch its third strike, the 8,000 characters of the "Virtual Reality Scroll" flew to it. Instantly, a laughter erupted from the purple meteorite, disappeared from space, and disappeared.

"Zuo Mu Shengjun is too cunning, he doesn't slam the Supreme Holy Grail at all, and immediately shoos away after each attack.

Yuan Fei's state of mind was very peaceful, but in a moment, his own team damaged two hundred gods of Great Success, and even the best state of mind was destroyed completely.

When dealing with the middle and third ethnic groups, no such loss was caused.

The **** sacred body of the fire charm Yin Ji is like a red leaf, floating softly in the void, the breath is still there, but there is no mental power fluctuation, and it enters an unconscious state.

"Hurry back and meet us."

Prajna sends a voice to Emperor Omori.

Emperor Omori Luo has also been frightened, completely released his mental strength, and while guarding the surroundings, he flew in the direction of "virtual and real characters".

Yuanfei Dasheng separated two mental power thoughts and cast them to the side of Fire Charm Yinji and Baiyu Mad Lion to investigate their status.

"Fortunately, there is still salvation." The source is not the Great Cause.

Prajna sighed, waved her hand, and said, "Let the spirits of the gods of all realms send them away from the battlefield."

Yuanfei Dasheng was helpless, and eventually nodded.

Fire Charm Yin Ji and Bai Yu Mad Lion were too badly injured. During the hunting feast, it is impossible to recover, and sending them off the battlefield is the best choice.

After the fire charm Yin Ji and Baiyu Mad Lion were teleported away, Yuan Feisheng sighed: "If we had taken your suggestion previously, we would all be together, even if Zuo Mu Shengjun is strong, it is impossible to succeed. The two great saints in the Baikang Realm will be very bad for us. "

Prajna was still calm and said: "Zuo Mu Shengjun is the ascendant of the Snow Barbarians, and was later accepted as a disciple by the Lord of the Meteor Temple. He is extremely talented and is known as the Most Holy of the Meteor Temple. In order to break through the realm as soon as possible, in order to break through the realm as soon as possible, the mind was controlled by the demon. Within months, more than ten planets of the Shura race were refined.

"The Great Saint of the Meteor Temple, rushed to stop him, but was killed."

"The seven saints who killed seven meteor temples in a row, Zuo Mu Shengjun fled all the way to the starry sky, and was eventually captured by the destiny guardian of the destiny temple."

"Although Zuo Mu Shengjun is in the middle stage of Qianwen Realm, but with his talents and the practice of the way of space, his combat power is definitely not inferior to the peak of Qianwen Realm."

"Of course, when entering the battlefield of Kiriten, his mental power is sealed, and only one meteor armor can be used, and the attack power should not be so terrible. However, it should still be possible to reach the level of the Qianwen period."

Yuan Fei Da Sheng nodded gently and said: "It seems that even if you master the" Virtual and Real Script ", depending on you and me, you may not be Zuo Mu Sheng Jun's opponent. This battle has become difficult to fight! "

Prajna's eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen and Que Fei, who were still fiercely confronting each other, and said, "Recalling Fei Fei, only with the strength of the four of us, can we deter the saint monarch Zuo Mu. As for Zhang Ruochen ..."

Emperor Omori, under the protection of 8,000 false and real characters, returned to the "Virtual and Real Script" and asked with a bit of regret: "What happened to the Baiyu Crazy Lion and Fire Charm Yin Ji? Is it Emperor Emperor? Is Luo Shengtian? "

The source is not simple, telling him Prajna's conjecture.

Emperor Omori Luo patted his forehead, revealing his regret, saying: "It's still like Prajna's thoughtfulness. If she could listen to her before, how could she suffer today's defeat?"

"Not lost today."

Prajna also said: "At present, it has become a three-legged standing. We still have the opportunity to kill Zhang Ruochen and seize his treasures. However, before that, we may cooperate with Zhang Ruochen to get rid of Zuo Musheng. "

"Cooperation? How could Zhang Ruochen cooperate with us?" Omori Luo Huang sneered and shook his head.

Prajna had no expression on her face, her eyes were deep, and she said, "Zuo Mu Shengjun is our common enemy and Zhang Ruochen's great threat. He may not cooperate with us. How can there be eternal enemies in this world?"

The magic sounds devoured all the slaves of Baiyin Realm, like a sorceress, and rushed to the nearby starry sky and fell on a cosmic rock. The breath exuded on the body became stronger.

Zhang Ruochen and Que Fei had already discovered the breath of Zuo Mu Shengjun, so they did not dare to continue fighting and separate each other.

Zhang Ruochen's arm was covered with dark lines, and the cold dark power eroded his small body.

Que Fei didn't take advantage either. Zhang Ruochen's last sword hit his abdomen, and he had time to mark his body. Shou Yuan was chopped off for 300 years, and his breath fluctuation became weak.

The magic sound came to Zhang Ruochen's side and asked with concern: "Master, your injury ..."

"Anyway."

Zhang Ruochen's back is straight, his eyes are bright, and his temperament is brilliant. Although there is no trace of blood on his face, there are three pairs of chest wounds, but he is still full of warfare.

As long as this spirit is on him, no one dares to treat him as a seriously injured person.

"Well."

The white sound of the magic sound was like a jade finger, grabbed Zhang Ruochen's wrist, absorbed the trace of the dark force invading him, and crossed into his own body.

As a sacred flower, there is very little power that the world cannot absorb.

Prajna stared at Zhang Ruochen and the magic sound, with no wave on his face, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, we are all hunters. Why don't we join forces to get rid of the hidden prey?"

To everyone's expectations, Zhang Ruochen promised very easily.

"Okay, but I really want to know, kill him, how to count points?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Emperor Omori said coldly, "The points of the twelve Baijing Jingtian slaves are enough for your **** tribe to win a high ranking within the undead tribe. Do you still want the Qianwen Jingtian slaves? Don't cooperate with us, and be careful to die in the hands of the Qianwenjing slave. "

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't even look at him, but kept staring at the beautiful face of Prajna, saying, "If you have such an attitude, you won't be accompanied. The magic sound, let's go."

"And slow."

Prajna ’s pair of glances glanced at Emperor Omori Luo and said: "The saint has great vitality and is difficult to kill. Only when we join forces and use the supreme holy weapon, can we have the opportunity to kill the Qianwen real slave. After the kill, the points are split equally, what do you think? "

The devil's delicate body leaned against Zhang Ruochen's side, and in his ear, he whispered, "The master should not believe her and kill the Qianwenjingtian slave. Next, they must deal with us."

Zhang Ruochen ignored the magic sound and said, "I have a better proposal. Why, whoever killed him, all the points belong to?"

Hearing this, Emperor Dasen Luo, Que Fei, and Yuan Fei Sheng Sheng all gave out a laugh. Zhang Ruochen's proposal was beyond their expectations.

"Well, it's so decided," Prajna said.

For such a powerful thousand slaves, the points must exceed three million.

In any case, Zhang Ruochen must kill him and not allow him to fall into the hands of other great saints in hell.

To lead the Blood Tribe to win the top ten tribes, the undead blood tribe to become the top ten tribe, and the total points themselves, this is what must be done.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that no matter whether it was the twelve Baiyu Jingtian slaves or the Qianwen Jingtian slaves, the reason why they appeared here must be related to Prajna.

Such an opportunity is difficult to have a second time.

"I forced him out first."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the purple gold gourd and mobilized the holy air into it. When he urged the space inscription and the supreme inscription on the gourd, he secretly transmitted a message to the holy flower, saying, "When I attack them, Speed, pick them up. "

"They? Master, you are talking about the monks of the upper three races? Didn't we cooperate with them, why attacked them? Even after we cleaned them up, how can we fight against the Qianwenjing slave?"

The magic sound was quite surprised. I never thought that Zhang Ruochen, who was still in talks with Prajna just now, was planning to deal with them.

Prajna is waiting for someone.

No more explanation for the magic sound, the Supreme Inscription and the Space Inscription in the Purple Gold Gourd are activated, blooming a dazzling purple gold light, reflecting the entire starry sky into purple gold.

"It is the power of supreme. The original gourd of Zhang Ruochen turned out to be a supreme holy weapon. No wonder it is so powerful. This should be his biggest hole card."

Que Fei was shocked and thought deeply. If Zhang Ruochen had used the supreme power of the purple gold gourd just now, would he be able to resist it?

Yuan Fei Dasheng was pierced by Zijin's light and couldn't open his eyes. He blocked his hand. When he removed his hand, he found that Zhang Ruochen moved through the space and appeared in front of the field of vision, only a hundred miles away from them.

"Not good. Quickly inspire" Zhu Shizi "."

Yuan Fei Dasheng reacted most quickly, and his sole was stamped on the scroll.

"Wow."

This is a scroll with a length of more than ten feet, which is quickly extended to reveal more text. Turned into more than ten miles long, more than one hundred miles long ... still continues to grow huge, releasing increasingly strong waves of supreme power.

One by one, the words flew out of the scroll and wrapped the four people tightly.

"Boom!"

The large space of Hulukou covers the "virtual and real characters".

Immediately afterwards, the space in the large array quickly collapsed, breaking through the defense layer formed by thousands of false and real characters.

"Wow."

In the mouth of the gourd, a red-gold supreme force emerged, turning it into a pillar of flame light with a diameter of dozens of meters, and striking the body of the "virtual scroll".

Only resisted for a moment, the four people standing on the scroll were all beaten off the scroll and flew out.

"Zhang Ruochen, you villain, you mustn't ... die ..." Emperor Dasen Luo was hit by the pillar of flames of light, the half of his right body burned, his teeth grinned, and his screams were a little unpleasant.

Yuan Fei Da Sheng and Que Fei are both first-class powerhouses. They have been through hundreds of battles and are extremely intelligent, but they were caught by Zhang Ruochen off guard. Until now, they are still in a state of cyanosis and do not understand the end. what's going on?

A nearby Qianwenjing Tian slave tiger looked at him, what did Zhang Ruochen attack them?

Afraid not to be profited by the Qianwen Jingtian slave fisherman?

"Zhang Ruochen was so insidious that from the beginning, he planned to get rid of us first. What a mess, the sacred flower came, everyone broke up and left this star field first." Prajna said.

She was not injured because Xiu was the lowest, not Zhang Ruochen's main target.

The holy lightning vines spread from different directions to them, the intention is obvious, to trap them inside.

Yuan Fei Da Sheng and Que Fei were both hit by the supreme power, suffered different degrees of injuries, naturally did not dare to continue the war, opened the road with "virtual and real characters", quickly blasted a gap, and killed.

Prajna was one step ahead of them and flew out of the lightning vine's coverage.

Emperor Omori was not as lucky as them. After being tangled by a vine, he was struck thousands of times by lightning and finally stopped struggling. He passed out and became a prisoner of the Holy Flower.

"Don't swallow him first, he has a bigger role."

So commanded, Zhang Ruochen's arms stretched out, and the mighty force broke out from his body, like a storm, sweeping thousands of miles of starry sky.

Everywhere the storm passed, the space shattered.

I do not know how many tens of tiny space fissures were torn apart, and the purple meteor had no place to hide, and had to show up.

The location of the purple meteor is shrouded by a powerful force, and even the space storm that Zhang Ruochen can't tear the space there.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are a hero, and dare to count on the monks of the three races to face Ben Jun alone. If you are not injured and in the state of prosperity, you may still be able to fight Ben Jun. But now, you are completely Looking for death. "

The thick voice rang through the world.

"Wow!"

Above the purple meteorite, a flash of light flashed, and a huge figure six feet high appeared.

It looks like a human.

Zuo Mu Shengjun radiated cold air, which made the sky in the sky automatically form a snowy sky.

After a while, the purple meteorite was covered with snowflakes and turned white.

Zhang Ruochen is actually at the end of the crossbow. Just now, he was fully mobilizing the purple gold gourd and then launched a space storm. At this moment, there is no more power to fight.

The consciousness in his mind became blurred, if not for the willpower, it would have fallen.

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If you choose to cooperate with the upper three clans, no matter what you do, you will expose your falsehood. The gods all looked at him, and if he could help him secretly, it was absolutely impossible to help him.

Once it was known by Emperor Omori and others that he was unable to shoot, how can he leave alive today?

If you leave directly, if you do not cooperate with the upper three clans, you will even expose your guilty conscience and lead to the killing of your body.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen was even more afraid that the upper three clan cooperated with the Qianwenjingtian slave to get rid of him first.

Therefore, the only way to survive just now is to agree to cooperate first, and unexpectedly, get rid of the monks of the three races. As for the Qianwen Jingtian slave, it seems that his combat strength is tyrannical and invincible, but there is a huge weakness in his body.

For Zhang Ruochen, it is not a threat at all.

A thousand enlightenment saints whose spiritual power is sealed, Zhang Ruochen is not afraid.

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