Suffering from a mental attack, the more he heard a tingling in the sea brain, all of a sudden, his strength was relaxed, his body was trembling, and his knees couldn't be controlled to bend down.

"Oh!"

The more I heard the unpleasant howling in the mouth of the sea: "Zhang Ruochen, the Great Saint cannot be humiliated ... from now on ... immortal ... endlessly ..."

The more I listened to the space around the sea, the tremor shook violently.

Suppressed by that space force, the more the sea could no longer support it, he knelt down on the ground, sinking the ground into a large area.

Centered on Yuetinghai's body, the space of ten miles was frozen.

Between heaven and earth, it became extremely silent.

"Wow--"

After the wind, the beautiful posture flew down the city wall, and in Xingmu's eyes, a shocked look appeared, saying: "It is not appropriate, it is not appropriate to do so."

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ruochen said.

After the wind said: "The great saint is killable and not insultable. What's more, he still listens to the sea like the arrogant son, the seed of God, suffered such a great shame, not only him, but also the forces behind him, and even the entire Jingtian tribe Will treat you as an enemy. "

"Yuetanhai hasn't had that much influence. A loser has no glory in the world of hell. The monks of the Jingtian tribe worshipped the Baiyun Realm, the Great Holy Saint, and listened to the sea rather than a kneel. The more you listen to the sea. "Zhang Ruochen said.

After the wind sighed and said, "Perhaps, you are right. As long as we really lead the undead tribe to take the first ten, then the entire undead monk will regard us as proud and respect us For God. "

Twenty-three Holy Lights flew from a distance and landed below Cloud City.

It is the twenty-three Great Saints of the Jingtian tribe.

They saw the more listened to the sea kneeling down on the ground, some were frightened, some were angry, some rushed over, trying to rescue the more listening to the sea, but blocked by the frozen space.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are doing this to humiliate the entire Jingtian clan. We are indeed not your opponents, but the gods of the Jingtian clan will not let you go until the end of the battle for the hunting sky."

A young female who appeared in her twenties, Da Sheng, rebuked angrily, and then unfolded six blood wings and chopped a sword into the frozen space.

"Crack!"

As soon as Zhang Ruochen's mental power moved, a thunderbolt in the form of a dragon and snake flew down from the clouds and flew her apart, turning her body into coke and suffering heavy damage.

"The more I heard the sea do the wrong thing, naturally I have to reflect on it. In the Tiantian battlefield, the gods of the Jingtian clan can't control him, I control it for the gods." Zhang Ruochen said.

"What kind of thing are you, and why do you control the great saint of the Jingtian tribe?"

"Have you ever done anything wrong to listen to the sea?

The seven or eight Great Saints of the Jingtian tribe, operating the blood evil spirit, intend to attack Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's voice became cold and bitter, and said, "The reason why the more I heard the sea didn't die, it was because he could take a punch from me, and he was still somewhat useful. But if you dare offend me, I Zhang Ruochen will never kill him. "

Hearing these words, the Great Saints of the Jingtian tribe all seemed to be awake by being splashed with cold water.

They are facing, but Zhang Ruochen!

This guy, the famous sky is not afraid of the world, I don't know how many gods and goddesses have killed the **** world. Even the seventh son of the ghost master died in his hands, what else did he dare not do?

After the wind, I was really afraid of Zhang Ruochen's killing, and he quickly said: "The more I heard the sea controlled the tsunami last night, and wanted to kill the 30 million undead blood tribe on the **** continent, this matter can be testified later. Such a felony Fortunately, it was on the battlefield of Kiriten, otherwise, the undead temple would have taken him away and skinned him. Would n’t you also be involved in last night ’s affairs? ”

In the world of hell, strength is indeed respected. As long as the strength is strong, the life and death of the weak are determined.

However, no tribe will allow the powerful to massacre their tribe. Such people will only end up like Zuo Mu Shengjun.

Relatively speaking, the punishment of the undead is more severe.

Not to mention the twenty-three immortals of the Jingtian clan, even the more they listened to the sea while kneeling on the ground, their faces changed.

On the Qitian battlefield, even killing 30 million people is not a big deal for a great saint who has achieved great success in Baiyi Realm. After all, he alone is worth more than 30 million people.

If the attack was successful last night, the gods of the Jingtian tribe would surely protect him, and the Immortal Temple could do nothing but help him.

However, the operation failed last night and was checked out by Zhang Ruochen and the wind. Now that he has lost such a big face, the gods of the Jingtian tribe must be quite disappointed in him. Will he still protect him?

"No ... no, we have no idea what happened last night."

"Yue listening to the sea really committed such a great crime?"

"Last night, this saint is unaware of it and has nothing to do with this saint."

...

The Great Saints of the Jingtian clan realized that something was wrong, and they all became honest.

The reason why they dare not listen to Zhang Ruochen's orders is to know that the wind and the sword prison emperor will never serve Zhang Ruochen, and they will definitely stand up and confront him.

However, after the wind, they even stood by Zhang Ruochen's side. In addition, the Emperor Yu, Yi Xuan Dasheng, and Gu Chenzi, they have formed another eight tribes that are difficult to counteract.

"coming!"

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and saw the sky full of blood clouds, feeling a strong breath of the Holy Word.

The great sages of the ten tribes are coming from all directions of the planet.

The more he heard the sea kneeling down by Zhang Ruochen, it was a warning sign.

In addition, the monks of the seven major tribes are afraid of ending in the same way. Who dares to wait for Zhang Ruochen to invite himself?

"Fengtian tribe Yao Bing led the 17 great saints of this tribe and came to see the great saint of Ruochen."

Eighteen blood awns descended from the sky and fell outside Yuncheng.

"The tribe of the Celestial God also regrets the prince, and led the twenty-four great saints of this tribe, and came to meet the great saint of Ruochen."

...

Every **** figure came out of Yuncheng.

Beside the stars of their own family, with the exception of one or two hundred strong realms, all others have just broken through to the immortal realm.

A moment later, hundreds of great saints gathered outside Yuncheng.

Except for Qi Tian tribe, the monks of all major tribes came to Qi.

Zhang Ruochen snorted softly and ordered: "Yu emperor, go to the Qitian continent in person and invite me all the great saints of the Qitian tribe. Remember, please go to the sword prison king."

Yu Huang's eyebrows frowned, and she said, "The sword prison emperor is in his own family?"

"Even if the deity is absent, there must be a mental power in it." Zhang Ruochen said meaningfully.

To the sky, a dense cloud of blood flew, like a sea of ​​blood rolling.

In the cloud of blood, a heavy and overbearing voice sounded: "Without bothering Emperor Yu, the emperor of the Emperor and Qitian tribe, has come!"

The cloud of blood descended like a river, dived down, and crashed to the ground.

The blood flew over thousands of miles, and when the blood flew away, the figures of Emperor Sword Prisoner and dozens of Qitian Tribes appeared outside the gate.

It is not the spiritual power of the sword prison emperor, but the real body.

Seeing the appearance of the Sword Emperor, the Qitian tribe's horse heads were a few tribal monks, all relieved, with an excited light in their eyes. It seemed that they had the backbone and no longer feared Zhang Ruochen's fierce power.

Without Dao Jie, they dare not challenge Zhang Ruochen.

A team of men and horses, approached the sword prison emperor in the past, and wanted to confront Zhang Ruochen.

The female saint of the Jingtian tribe was scorched by Zhang Ruochen with a thunderbolt, and came to the Emperor Dao, rather weak: "Zhang Ruochen acted arbitrarily, launched an internal fight, and humiliated the grand saint of the Tiantian tribe, please sword prison The emperor presides over justice. "

"It is absolutely impossible for Yuehai to do harm to the undead blood, because Zhang Ruochen deliberately planted stolen goods, and thought that if he was strong, he would be lawless." Another monk began.

The remaining Great Saints of the Jingtian clan stood behind the Emperor Sword Prison.

They released a mighty sacred power and were furious.

The King of Blades listened to the more kneeling on the ground, and gave a slight glance, snorting humbly, "Which kind of character would you do if you were deliberately planting stolen goods?"

The Great Saints of the Jingtian clan all stunned.

The other saints of the other major tribes also looked at each other, and some of them could not eat the routine of the sword prisoner.

The sword prison emperor is upright and righteous, saying: "My emperor believes that the more he hears the sea doing something wrong, the more he should be punished. The situation of the undead blood race is now very good. Only by achieving better results in the battle can we live up to the expectations of the gods and the entire family of the undead. "

"At this time, who dared to create civil strife, the emperor was the first to let him go."

"The more he heard the sea, let him kneel first, and kneel on the battlefield of Qitian, it is better than being sent to the undead temple to draw souls and be skinned. The young monk in the **** world still lacks awe and just rubs him Heart. "

When the last sentence was spoken, the sword prison emperor's eyes were as cold as a knife, and the more he listened to the sea, it was obviously threatening.

The more I heard that Haiben was terribly humiliated, I thought that the real body of the sword prisoner rushed back to his family star, and his situation would change accordingly.

No, it shouldn't.

How proud of the sword prison emperor, how could it be so easy to give up the confrontation? He cannot be willing to succumb to Zhang Ruochen.

Why on earth?

why?

The more I heard the sea, it was full of grievances, incomprehension, resentment, and loss.

"Walk, enter the city with the emperor, and discuss plans with Ruo Chen."

Sword Emperor waved his hand and took the lead to step into the gate.

On the city walls, after the wind and the Emperor Yu, all of them showed strange looks.

Zhang Ruochen has not been in the **** world for a long time. They don't know the sword prison king. What he said just now is absolutely abnormal.

The Emperor Yu couldn't understand it, and murmured to himself, "What is the Blade King planning?"

Zhang Ruochen seemed indifferent. If the sword prison emperor was willing to obey, it would be a good thing.

If he doesn't, he will be defeated.

After the wind said: "The sword prison emperor is also the top ten strongest in the Baijing Realm's Great Success List. Since he took the initiative to show his goodness, we have to show something."

Zhang Ruochen nodded gently, and after the wind, Emperor Yu stepped down the city wall to greet the Sword Emperor.

In the distance, the Sword Emperor salutes and laughs: "If the Great Saint is indeed the Kirin of the blood sacrifice family, after the battle of hunting the sky, it will certainly be prestigious and admired by the emperor."

Zhang Ruochen said calmly: "I haven't even reached the level of great consummation, what is the admiration of the sword prison emperor?"

The sword prison emperor said positively: "It did not reach the great consummation of Baiyi Realm, but it could be defeated without the perfection of Baiyi Realm. Can't do it. "

After the emperor Yufeng and the wind suddenly realized, the two women smiled eagerly.

The great saints who followed the sword prison emperor had not yet received the news that Zhang Ruochen defeated Wujiang. At this moment, when he heard the words of the sword prison emperor, all of them changed their faces.

Suddenly, they all understood why the sword prisoner's attitude toward Zhang Ruochen was so.

If Zhang Ruochen just defeated Wu and Yanhong, the sword prince would know he was not his opponent, but with the support of several other clans, he would still be sure to confront Zhang Ruochen.

As long as Wujiang and the greedy babies are free, Zhang Ruochen will probably die at that time, so it is not a threat.

However, just now, the sword prison emperor received the news that Zhang Ruochen defeated Wujiang, and immediately dispelled all thoughts. Since Zhang Ruochen can defeat Wujiang, he will not be afraid of greedy babies.

Who can threaten him throughout the battlefield?

Maybe it's lacking.

However, Que and Zhang Ruochen did not have much grudges and would certainly not easily enemies.

All sorts of thoughts turned in his mind, and the sword prison emperor thought of the gods of the undead blood race in an instant. At present, the masters of the undead blood tribe are like clouds, and they can already confront the Yan Luo and Shura.

In such a good situation, the gods of the undead blood tribe certainly hope that they can compete for better results.

Second, even first.

At this time, if the Sword Prison Emperor stalks him again, Zhang Ruochen will never let him go, and the gods of the undead blood tribe will be angry.

It was with all these considerations in mind that the Emperor of Sword Prison hurried back to his family star, ready to discuss the plan with Zhang Ruochen. Only in this way will he have a share in the future.

The spiritual power of the Jintian Dasheng of the Qingtian tribe, sent a voice to the Sword Emperor, and asked: "Zhang Ruochen really defeated Wujiang?"

Sword prison emperor said: "Don't hold any other thoughts. Zhang Ruochen not only defeated Wu Jiang, but also killed Zuo Mu Shengjun. He also cultivated the second-grade sacredness and held two supreme holy vessels in his hands. His parasitic plant food holy flower ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ has the top ten battle powers of the Baijing Realm. This strength, on the battlefield of Qitian, dares to challenge him with five fingers. Come here. "

The face of Jin Mao Dasheng became dignified and said, "So, in terms of the top-level power alone, our undead blood tribe has surpassed the Shura tribe, can we wrestle with the Yan Luo tribe?"

The Sword Emperor's eyes became condensed, and he nodded heavily, saying, "This is indeed something I didn't dare to imagine before. I am afraid the gods of the undead blood tribe are also surprised."

"The gods should have great expectations for us. After all, the Yan Luo tribe is the first in every hunt for the sky. If we can step them down this time, all of our names will be recorded in the roster of the Immortal Temple. . "

"The reward is everything, and the key is the meaning behind it, even the gods care."

"The following three clan identities defeat the supreme clan. This is the most wanted thing among the gods of the undead blood clan. At this time, whoever falls off the chain, after the battle of hunting the sky, will be unlucky."

"Zhang Ruochen summoned us over, it should be this purpose."