"Stab it!"

The **** butterfly blooms with a dazzling red glow with a **** smell, reflecting the white Xueshi ancient city into a blood red.

In front of it, pieces of red crystals condensed and formed into a raised circular shield, which is larger than the palace, making up for the mysterious ancient patterns and strange animal pictures.

Ten ghostly blue dragon ghosts collided with the round shield and burst into a series of ten loud noises.

Space shocks.

Surprisingly, the shield blocked the attack without breaking.

Too incredible!

It should be noted that Zhang Ruochen's palm is a full-strength shot, and the tenth palm of Dragon Elephant Prajna "Longyou Nine Days" was shot. The power is not weaker than Dacheng's thousand-question high-level Holy Art.

Is it a great saint at the beginning of the thousand question class that can withstand it?

Obviously, Qidie casts a mental defense spell.

Only the mental strength of the sixty-sixth level can stop Zhang Ruochen's full effort.

"Your mental strength is indeed very strong. I am afraid that you have surpassed Zuo Mu Shengjun, who is said to be the strongest Qianwen Realm. If you kill you, you should get extra points."

Zhang Ruochen flew up in the air, his warfare was more vigorous.

Although the gods of all realms cannot reflect the picture of the area covered by the dark star, Zhang Ruochen does not believe that the gods in the **** world really cannot see what is happening here.

"Still wanting to kill me? Zhang Ruochen, take a closer look, you are all destined to die here." Blood-red butterfly, with a vicious laughter in his mouth.

Qidie is much more sober than those of the other slaves, and never thought about leaving the Tiantian battlefield alive.

In this case, it is natural that the more you kill the **** in the world of hell, the happier your heart will be.

Zhang Ruochen only found out at this time that the radiance emitted by the sacred power of the unicorn butterfly had the characteristics of erosive bones, just like the power of the thirteen sword southern heaven slaves.

"Not good, it's bone erosion and blood, everyone be careful not to get those red glow."

"Ah ... it's so uncomfortable, there is blood eroding into my body ..." An undead blood saint, clutching his chest frantically, can't wait to dig out a bone.

"The Great Saint, which was corroded by blood and blood gas, immediately stopped fighting and worked hard to refine. Don't let it corrode your bone marrow and blood."

...

Screams and curses kept ringing.

Within a short period of time, there were already 17 Great Saints of the undead blood race, stained with red glow, and lost their fighting power. They had to sit down cross-legged and refine the erosive blood that had invaded the body.

In addition, there are more great saints, one after another.

The morale of the Undead Great Holy Army was again severely affected.

"The sixty-sixth-level Holy Spirit is too terrible. One person can fight against thousands of troops. Let's help Ruochen's great strength."

Yi Xuan Dasheng and Gu Chenzi hurried to Zhang Ruochen where they were.

Zhang Ruochen's heart was always very calm, and he conveyed to Yi Xuan Dasheng and Gu Chenzi, saying, "Just give it to me here. You two, immediately lead the big saint of the undead blood, and first break down the positions of the heavenly slaves. As long as the battle is broken, even if the number of heavenly slaves in the holy realm is large, it will not escape the end of the slaughter. "

"But Qidie's mental strength is too strong!"

Gu Chenzi was a little worried, afraid Zhang Ruochen couldn't handle it alone.

"Yeah! Qidie's cultivation has also reached a thousand questions, and she has no weaknesses." Yi Xuan Dasheng is also very worried.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Listen to my order and immediately do what you should do."

The 2.6 million sacred heaven slaves are scattered all over the ancient city of Xueshi, except for one million who control the bloodline trap. There are 160 others, who control the defensive bloodline array method and the attacking bloodline array method, respectively.

At this moment, the great saint of the undead blood has not even broken through the circle of bloodline traps.

One million sacred heaven slaves can be described as crowds of people. Even if you cut the melon, it will not be done in a short while.

Further afield, the one million sacred heaven slaves who controlled the attack on the Bloodweave Array completely entered the combat state, controlled one million stone swords, and flew over all the undead blood saints.

"Well."

Jianqi crosswise, intertwined into a net.

There are too many stone swords, which can also cause life threats to the Great Saint.

Gu Chenzi and Yi Xuan Dasheng realized that the slaves here were not so easy to kill. If the three battles formed by Tian slaves were not defeated as soon as possible, even if the undead blood race can win the final victory today, they will certainly suffer heavy losses.

Victory is defeat.

"go!"

Gu Chenzi and Yi Xuan Dasheng chose to believe Zhang Ruochen.

Even if Qidie is strong, it can be too strong?

She can never be the opponent of Ruo Chen.

Now, the only thing they worry about is that Zhang Ruochen has been unable to win the Qi butterfly.

The longer the two men's top-level battles continue, the greater the impact of the undead tribe, and the more serious the casualties.

They are even more worried that once Qidie loses and faces a dead end, they will choose to explode. In such a small space as the ancient city of Xueshi, a grand master with a thousand questions and a spiritual master with a strength of sixty-sixth order, if it explodes, the consequences would be disastrous.

The key is that no one's mental power prevented the butterfly from exploding.

Gu Chenzi and Yi Xuan Dasheng are both worried, and only hope that Zhang Ruochen can show his mighty power. In a short time, he will kill Qidie and not give her the chance to explode.

Only in this way can the undead tribe win the battle at the least cost.

"Come to a group of monks, and kill me south with me, breaking down the sacred heavenly slave formation that controls the bloodprint formation."

Yi Xuan Dasheng shouted so loudly that he was the first to push southward.

"I'll go with you."

"Count me in."

...

Suddenly, more than forty Great Saints of Baiyi Realm followed the steps of Yixuan Grand Saint and rushed to the south of the city.

There are nearly a hundred saints, following Gu Chenzi and Yue Tinghai, killing to the north, intending to break the bloodline defense formation, so that the sword prison emperor and Princess Raksha outside the formation can join the battle.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well how great the impact of the battle between himself and Qidie on the situation.

You must give up ten percent of your strength and make a quick decision.

He held up the purple gold gourd with one hand, gathered over his head, mobilized a steady stream of holy, and urged the supreme inscription in the gourd.

"boom!"

In the gourd, purple and golden ray of light is radiated, like thousands of lightnings shuttle between heaven and earth.

The Supreme Holy Grail has the terrifying power for monks to cross the border to kill enemies. Qidie feels the fluctuation of the power of the Supreme and immediately stops using bone erosion blood to deal with the great saints of the undead blood tribe. Concentrates the mental power and condenses the sharp spiritual power Light sting, hit Zhang Ruochen.

The sixty-sixth-level spiritual power saint, with just one look, can control or kill an ordinary immortal saint.

The spiritual attack launched by Qidie's all-out effort, even the most top Qianwen Shengsheng, must immediately retreat and dare not run into it.

However, Zhang Ruochen did not retreat.

Although his mental strength was not as good as that of Qidie, he also reached sixty-five calamities.

Confrontation may not be possible.

But self-protection is still no problem.

"His Thunderbolt!"

Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power manifested, condensed by thunder and lightning, with a huge body, exactly like him, like a mountain of thunder and lightning, standing in front of him.

The mental power stabs, and meets with the thunderbolt.

The aftermath of powerful mental powers swept in all directions.

The sacred heaven slaves who were nearer all shed blood and screamed.

Their mental power was shattered, the Holy Spirit was broken up, and the sea of ​​consciousness became blank.

The shock wave of mental force is too strong, and the seal of spiritual force arranged by the gods disappears.

Not to mention those sacred heaven slaves, even the great saints of the undead blood, suffered trauma, scared and frightened, afraid of becoming unconscious idiots, rushing away.

I just want to run as far as possible.

"Their mental strength is also too strong. It is stronger than that of the Supreme Holy One of my tribe."

"Abnormal, their mental strength reaches at least sixty-five."

"Fortunately, there is Zhang Ruochen who can stop her, otherwise, I don't know how many great saints of the undead blood will die under her mental strength."

"Isn't the spiritual power of God slaves sealed? Isn't it so unreliable for the gods to do things?"

...

The thunderbolt blocked the spiritual attack from the butterfly, gaining time for Zhang Ruochen, urging the supreme inscription on the purple gold gourd to the extreme.

"Oh!"

For example, a volcanic eruption, the mouth of the gourd, a red golden beam of light, a hot wave of fire, straight into the dozens of feet of blood-red butterfly.

In the face of the Supreme Sacred Artifact, Qidie knew very well that she could never stop herself, and she would be blown away.

As a result, the blood-red butterfly winged hundreds of thousands of blood veins on the ground and twisted into a river of blood. She attracted the power of hundreds of thousands of heavenly slaves who laid the bloodline traps,

The red gold beam of light and the blood river collided, and the violent power quickly spread to the entire Xueshi ancient city.

Even the outer blood-screen light curtain was shaken violently, as if torn apart.

The Supreme Power continuously evaporates and melts the blood streaks in the Blood River. The two forces resisted ten breathing times, and tens of thousands of heavenly slaves were smelted into ashes.

In this confrontation, the lives of the saints are like grass and mustards, such as ants.

It is for this reason that neither the courts of heaven nor **** will allow the Great Saint to enter the battlefield in the realm. The destructive power of the Great Saint is too terrible. For ordinary souls, it is a disaster.

Qidie was so crazy that she didn't care about the lives of those slaves and laughed suddenly: "The power of the Supreme Holy Grail is really powerful, but in the space of the star field covered by dark stars, there is no spiritual gas to supplement the physical consumption. How long can you sustain? "

Zhang Ruochen was really tired enough, and the holy spirit in the body was seriously consumed. Even if he had four holy sources, he could not carry it.

The consumption of Holy Spirit by the Supreme Sacred Artifact is too great.

"Don't worry, it's more than enough to kill you."

Zhang Ruochen's gaze looked down and saw that Emperor Dasen Luo and hundreds of great saints of undead blood had already invaded the formation of the heavenly slaves and killed people.

Holy blood flows into the river on the street.

Due to the massive death of the Sacred Realm, the power of the blood river controlled by Qidie gradually weakened.

"Magic sound, you come to control the Zijin gourd."

Zhang Ruochen's body was shifted to the right, and then, the extreme speed broke out, rushing towards the blood-red butterfly that was dozens of feet long. While flying, he took out a holy source, pinched it with his five fingers, and turned it into a sacred light rain.

Those light rains were all absorbed into Zhang Ruochen.

The Holy Spirit, which was severely consumed, was restored almost instantly.

The magic sound and Zhang Ruochen battled the Tiantian battlefield. I do n’t know how many **** slaves they have consumed. Now, their strength is even higher. Compared with the top ten powerhouses such as Dao Jie Huang He Feng, who have successfully completed the top ten, they must be two or three.

You are welcome to say that if Wujiang did not get a good chance in the star of the Underworld, he would not have gained much advantage by playing against the current magic sound.

The reason why Zhang Ruochen conquered the sacred flower as a parasitic plant while retaining its spiritual consciousness and providing him with a steady stream of food is to see its potential. Fancy, it can continue to grow before becoming a god.

Unlike other monks, there will be various bottlenecks.

After becoming a parasitic plant, it can even share part of Zhang Ruochen's enlightenment. Zhang Ruochen is proficient in various forces and methods.

Such a holy flower is rare in the entire universe.

Of course, it is worth Zhang Ruochen's efforts to train it.

Now is the time when the sage flower really comes out and it should be valuable.

The two snow-white palms of the magic sound were pressed against the bottom of the purple gold gourd, and the force burst out from the blood river shook down to the ground. After falling on Xueshi Street, he still moved backwards.

but……

She blocked it after all!

The magic sound had long hair flying, and it cut off more than a dozen holy king slaves who wanted to sneak in from behind. On that charming, demon-like face, a happy smile appeared, saying: "I haven't tasted the taste of the sixty-sixth-level spiritual power saint!"

"not good."

Qidie found that the monk in charge of the Supreme Holy Grail had changed people and immediately realized the danger.

It's too late!

At Zhang Ruochen's current speed, as long as the opponent has a slight mistake, he will be dead.

"Don't look for it, up there."

Zhang Ruochen stepped on the flame of the flame of fire, urging the power of the god's legs to fall from above, pressing on the back of the blood-red butterfly.

"Oh!"

The blood red butterfly is the spiritual power of the unicorn butterfly. It cannot bear the might of Zhang Ruochen's foot. It bursts like a balloon and turns into a sky full of red glow.

Zhang Ruochen's feet pressed on the butterfly's deity, stepping her from the sky to the ground.

"Boom."

The ancient city of Xueshi is the body of Lei Emperor ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It is also an ancient city. Each stone is as hard as holy jade, and it can be called an indestructible city.

When Zhang Ruochen stepped on it, he stepped down a large area of ​​stone in the city.

Qidie is not only a great spiritual power saint, but also a martial arts qianwen state holy, the physical body is naturally very powerful. However, Zhang Ruochen's foot blurred his flesh, his body penetrated, and almost broke from the waist into two.

Zhang Ruochen used the flame to refine the butterfly under her feet.

"After reaching the sixty-sixth level of mental strength, it is not so easy to be killed. You can't kill me, you can't kill ... even if my physical body is destroyed, it can be immortal."

Qidie laughed sharply, and then she shattered her body and was torn apart.

Every piece of broken flesh and blood is like having consciousness. Every drop of blood spilled on the ground seems to have an independent soul.

They flew in the same direction and reunited to form the body of a unicorn.