The ancient city of Xueshi was originally a barren city among the ancient ruins.

After countless years of baptism, it has given birth to a spiritual wisdom, and then condensed the true soul, and embarked on the road of cultivation under the guidance of a stone god.

Call it, base.

The deities of the Shi clan have high hopes on the base, hoping that he can cultivate to the **** realm, and turn the ancient city of Xueshi into a divine city to support the greatest shrine of the Shi clan.

Base did not live up to their expectations, demonstrated outstanding qualifications, and became one of the leading figures of this era.

After reaching the Great Sacred Realm, he was named Emperor.

Who would have thought that Emperor Lei had fallen into the sand at the Qitian battlefield?

In the ancient city of Xueshi, there is a piece of holy light like the glow of fire, but it is the heavenly slaves sitting densely on the ground. The weakest are all semi-holy, and the number reaches an infinite number.

The walls were engraved with blood.

It was the power of the blood veins that broke out, forming a matrix light film, blocking the sword of the dual monarch's sacred weapon played by Zhang Ruochen.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

After a series of harsh swords screaming, a binary-level king's holy war sword, a spider web-like crack appeared on the sword body.

Huh!

War sword burst.

Dozens of sword body fragments flew backwards, impacting Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the rules of space to form a real space of thousands of diameters. All the fragments of the sword that flew towards him were all twisted, avoiding his body, and flew across.

"A very good defensive formation." Zhang Ruochen sighed.

In the ancient city of Xueshi, suddenly, the dense stone sword rose, with the sword pointing upwards and the hilt downwards.

"not good!"

Luo Yan frowned deeply, holding Yin Shenlian, and flew towards Xueshi Ancient City.

"Why so many stone swords?"

Thousands of miles away, the Sword Emperor felt danger and instinctively wanted to escape.

However, thinking of the hundreds of saints of the undead, are still in Zhang Ruochen's gourds, even if there are no more stone swords, they can be blocked.

What are you afraid of?

The Sword Emperor stayed in place, glaring at the holy King God Slave, and said, "Humble things, is this your trap?"

The holy King Emperor was stunned by the sacred spirit that erupted from the Emperor Sword Prisoner, lying on the ground, trembling, "Dare, absolutely dare ..."

"Don't dare you."

The sword prisoner stared at the blood vessels on the neck of Saint Wang Tiannu, if not worried about Zhang Ruochen's blame, he would have spoken and sucked his blood.

In his opinion, no matter how strong Tiannu is, it's just food.

...

Zhang Ruochen was quite decisive and released the same time sacred and space sacred. From the two sacred phases, a drop of dark space-time matter was extracted from each of them.

Two drops of dark space-time matter rotate with each other, releasing black filaments, twisted together.

It is very dangerous to release two drops of dark space-time material at one time. Zhang Ruochen has never tried it before, but at the moment, he has no choice but to do so.

"Boom."

As soon as it collided with the hemochromic array light film, two drops of dark space-time matter immediately burst and opened, turning into a huge dark cloud, wrapping the entire ancient city in.

Looking from a distance, it seems to be swallowed by darkness.

The chaotic time and space forces spread to all directions, and the Luo who wanted to approach them stopped, and had to use defensive forces to resist immediately.

With a radius of five hundred miles, it turned into a restricted area that the Dasheng didn't dare to approach.

Only Zhang Ruochen, because of the profound achievements of time and space, avoided the strongest impact of dark space-time matter, and rushed to the direction of the ancient city of Xueshi again.

Right now.

He went into it with a bang.

The Scarlet Array light curtain was portrayed by tens of thousands of monks in the sacred realm. Even if two drops of dark space-time matter burst out at the same time, they were not broken.

The ancient city of Xueshi trembled violently, and all the slaves were shocked.

The sky became so dark that nothing could be seen.

What is more frightening is that the light curtain of the formation method was actually corroded by the dark power and became much dim.

The dense stone swords are suspended in midair, but I don't know where to cut?

All Tiannu's eyes looked at the high platform in the center of Shicheng.

One of the five queen butterflies of the heavenly slave, standing on a high platform, is a white-haired old pheasant, with a mountain on his back, and his body bowed to the ground.

Qidie's eyes, blood-red, looked up, and said husky, "Here, come and cut him."

"Oh!"

Just now, at the location hit by two drops of dark space-time matter, a sharp sword light broke through the array light film and came straight to the stone city below.

It's Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's body, wrapped in thirty-six space swords, flew down.

Hundreds of thousands of stone swords suspended in midair turned into sword rain and flew out.

"Space Realm."

"Space is distorted."

"Space freezes."

...

Zhang Ruochen applied the power of space to the extreme, resisting and avoiding flying stone swords.

At the same time, the thirty-six swords of space fluttered wildly, making a dense sound of gold-stone collision, and turning all the stone swords close to him into stone powder.

From the sky all the way to the ground.

"boom!"

Zhang Ruochen fell into the city, and stepped down the ancient city of hundreds of miles to sink a few feet. The energy burst from his feet broke the blood and blood of the dozens of Heavenly Slave closest to him. .

More than three hundred heavenly slaves flew out and suffered heavy injuries, unable to climb up from the ground.

Zhang Ruochen's feet burst into flames, soaring into the sky, and patted upwards with one palm, throwing a stream of swords consisting of thousands of stone swords, scattered and flying.

"stop!"

Qidie stood on the high platform, making a deep and long voice in her mouth.

In the air, hundreds of thousands of stone swords stopped attacking, just like the stars, suspended above Zhang Ruochen's head.

Zhang Ruochen has no fear. As the controller of time and space, the least feared is siege. This scene can scare him.

His eyes fell on the butterfly, slightly surprised, and said, "I did not expect that it turned out to be a queen of heaven."

"Zhang Ruochen, I am from the demon world, my name is Qidie. I have been practicing in the Great Holy Land for nine thousand years." Qidie said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Cultivation of nine thousand years has only reached the early stage of the Qianwen Realm. The qualifications are very ordinary, and it is impossible to reach the Divine Realm in a lifetime. No, it is the edge of the demigod, and you cannot touch it.

"The old man doesn't want to argue with you, because you have fallen into the trap of death. Now, it just makes you understand a little bit and know who you are dying in." Qidie's voice is weak and weak, an old-fashioned dragon bell. appearance.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Is it?"

"It seems you don't believe it."

Qidie laughed, it was weird, and her voice seemed to be sobbing.

"Bring them up," she said.

Immediately, the thirteen slaves, including the Jiannan Realm, were escorted by a Tianbu elite composed of nine-step holy kings, and they were all suppressed to kneel under the high platform.

Qidie said: "You use them to help you spy on the news, but you don't know, just because of their cultivation, how can you escape the law of old age? Really think that there is no capable person in God's slave?"

Zhang Ruochen's gaze glanced from the thirteen heavenly slaves of Jiannan.

It was found that there were numerous scars on them. Two of them had their flesh cut off with a knife, leaving only flesh and blood on the skull, and the body became a bone.

Apparently, they have been tortured.

"This is the end of the refuge in hell!"

With a wave of her arm, Qidie flew thirteen blood mists from her palm, and fell on the thirteen sword southern bound slaves.

Suddenly, the thirteen heavenly slaves all screamed screams, and the bones on their bodies gradually melted, unable to support the body, and went soft.

The blood mist emitted by the butterfly has the power to erode bones.

The blood mist invades the body, the stronger the vitality of the creature, the longer the suffering, the bone erosion pain will continue until his death.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were extremely cold.

He was about to take a shot, but the footsteps had just moved, and there were dense lines of blood under his feet, like thousands of tentacles, pulling his feet.

A total of 30,000 blood veins were controlled by 30,000 monks in the holy realm.

There are both semi-holy, holy men and holy kings.

"Wow."

Zhang Ruochen's feet lifted up again.

The blood lines induced were increased to 100,000, controlled by 100,000 holy monks.

The practice and combat power of the Great Holy One are indeed far better than those of other Holy Land monks.

However, too many ants can kill elephants.

What's more, the monk in the sacred realm is much stronger than the ants. It is a scorpion, a wasp, a tadpole ... not to mention 100,000 people, but only 10,000 people. When fully prepared, they also have the ability to kill the Great Saint.

The trap set by Qidie in the ancient city of Xueshi was far more than 100,000 holy monks, but one million.

"Don't disturb, the more you move, the more blood veins you provoke." The butterfly showed tan teeth and laughed.

Zhang Ruochen saw that Qidie was the center of all these arrangements, and said, "You broke the seal of spiritual power?"

"You can see this, and it's not that stupid."

The qidie released the sacred image of spiritual power. Hundreds and thousands of blood rivers appeared behind her, converging into a **** butterfly with a length of tens of feet.

The body of the butterfly is in the form of a unicorn.

Zhang Ruochen said, "I want to see through Jiannan Tianyu who is doing things for me. You ca n’t do it without strong mental power. You want to arrange bloodline array and bloodline traps without strong mental power to back it up. It ca n’t be arranged. It ’s not difficult to guess that you broke the seal of spiritual power. I ’m just curious, how did you do that? ”

"My mental strength has reached the sixty-sixth order, but it has been hidden all the time, showing only the strength of the sixtyth order. The gods in your **** world are too stupid to find this at all. So, arrange it on me I easily broke the seal of spiritual power. "Qidie's eyes showed a disdainful smile.

Zhang Ruochen frowned deeply, and said, "The rough work of Seal Tiannu should be done by some demigods and pseudo-gods. Most of their spiritual powers are below the 70th level, and you may really be deceived by you. "

In the empty space, the Emperor Daoyu lifted up the holy King Tiannu and said angrily: "Damn, you dare to unite those Heaven slaves to deceive the emperor. Believe it or not, the emperor will drain your blood now When the Battle of Hunting Sky is over, lead the army of the undead blood, and drain the blood of all creatures in the south of the sword. "

"This matter should have nothing to do with him. It was Kirdie who moved his memory. Don't waste time on him. With the princess, first break the blood pattern and rescue Zhang Ruochen."

Luo Yan throws out the Seven Corners Temple, and releases dozens of Rakshasa girls from the great holy realm.

They quickly formed an array, stood with Luo Yan as the center, released their mental strength, and broke into the Yin Shenlian.

"Wow--"

Luo Yan's hand, gently pushed.

Yin Shenlian flew out, like a bean sprout, flying out of an endless death legion, and at the same time launched a fierce attack on the blood pattern array light film.

Luo Yan had full confidence in Zhang Ruochen. It was impossible for Tianyu under a group of great saints to get him.

However, Qidie is a huge variable, and its mental strength is too strong to cause a lethal threat to Zhang Ruochen.

Only by breaking through this layer of defensive light film can Zhang Ruochen move forward and backward without being trapped inside.

"This Princess Rakshasa is so amazing."

The sword prisoner looked at the sacred corpse of heaven, put down his contempt, raised his sword, and joined the offensive cutting camp.

"Well."

The dense roar came from all sides of the ancient city of Xueshi.

Qidie looked up, her face changed slightly, and said, "Shoot, and kill Zhang Ruochen at the fastest speed."

In the ancient city, on the ground, the blood shined.

Millions of blood lines, like dense snakes, spread quickly to the center of Zhang Ruochen.

"You are dying until you know it."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently, and patted the gourd in the palm of his hand.

The purple gold gourd flew up, and a great saint of undead blood races flew out of it, all of which exaggerated the divine might, as the heavenly soldiers descended and rushed in all directions.

There are more than 600 Great Saints.

Among them are: Emperor Dasen Luo, Yuetanhai, Yixuan Dasheng, Gu Chenzi, and so on.

In the ancient city of Xueshi, except for the butterfly, they are all monks under the Great Holy.

If it is the great saint of the undead blood, they have not broken into the blood film array light film, and they can fight by virtue of their layout in Stone City.

However, Qidie was wisely misunderstood and wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen, but did not expect to receive the holy army of the undead blood to the city.

"So many heavenly slaves, great."

"All points, kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"A few blood lines and want to block this saint, you are too naive."

...

An army of more than six hundred holy saints is a terrible combat force wherever it is placed.

Tianu in the ancient city of Xueshi was killed by them and turned over.

This was a slaughter and harvest. The Qidie and Tian slaves did arrange various means, but they were not facing a great saint, but an army composed of a great saint.

Qidie's teeth were trembling, her eyes were fiercely exposed, and a harsh sound wave was emitted from her mouth.

Where the sound waves spread, a great saint of the undead blood race immediately hugged his head in pain, fell from the air, tumbled on the ground, and suffered severe damage to spiritual power and holy spirit.

"Wow--"

Suddenly, a space barrier was formed around the location where the butterfly was standing, blocking all the external sound waves.

The sound wave surged back, impacting on the butterfly itself.

"Space power."

Qidie noticed this, immediately stopped the sonic and mental power attacks, and immersed herself in the spiritual power of the Holy Spirit, and combined with it.

The Scarlet Butterfly, the spiritual power of the Holy Phase, issued a long howl: "Zhang Ruochen, I want you to die, there is no place for burial."

Zhang Ruochen had broken his blood lines, appeared under the high platform not far from Qidie, and watched the thirteen Jiannanjie slaves eroding his bones. Not only did their bones turn into pus, but even flesh and blood, they were corroded.

They were all screaming and suffering unbearable pain.

Jie Zun of the Jiannan Realm shivered, "Zhang ... Zhang Ruochen, don't ... don't forget ... forget ... your promise to us ..."

"Although what you did was not very good, but after all, I found them. If the undead blood tribe took the first of the ten tribe, you must have a credit. You can go with peace of mind, I will stop the Jiannan boundary It's up! "

Hearing this, it was the 13 thirsty slaves who were in great pain, with a smile on their lips.

"Oh!"

Zhang Ruochen's arm waved ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, firing the net annihilation fire, burning thirteen of them into fly ash.

Save, can't come back.

Rather than continue to suffer and torture, give them a happy life.

As for the idea of ​​preserving their holy spirit, Zhang Ruochen never thought about it. Because the gods in **** want him to be a sword.

If a knife is too soft and blunt, even the slave can't kill, why do you make the sword of gods?

If he wants to get more resources, if he wants to become stronger quickly, if he wants to take a path of holy will, at this stage, he must do this knife.

Zhang Ruochen's face lifted, looking at the blood-red butterfly in the air, his eyes were murderous.

"Oh!"

Ten wings unfolded, he soared, his left arm formed a palm print, and the imaginary shadow of ten blue dragons appeared, and a deafening dragon groan erupted, and he slapped him in the palm of his hand.