"Oh!"

Ten tiger howls rang at the same time.

Zhang Ruochen took a palm shot, and in the palm of his hand, ten ghosts buried with golden and white tigers were shot. The golden mang pouring out of the palm covered the light of Jianguang and Divine Flame in the opposite direction.

Although Shang Yue was strong, Zhang Ruochen, who had borrowed the power of Qiankun, was even stronger.

The dragon elephant ... No, it should be said that it is like a tiger and a tiger, palms are powerful and aggressive, and it is just as fierce.

With the palm of his hand to dispel the net extinction fire, Shang Yue's figure suddenly appeared, and he quickly reversed his face, turning his face from red to white and from white to blue.

A monk with a high level has never really met, and never sees a monk with a low level.

For a monk, the cognition has been solidified for centuries and thousands of years. The high realm and the low realm are common sense and cannot be changed in a short time. Even if the facts are in front of you, the heart is actually not recognized.

Just like mortals, you will never believe that a newborn baby can kill a strong man with one punch.

Even if it happened, I would not believe it.

Only when he was killed by a punch would he believe.

Shang Yue was clearly convinced at the moment, and he had to admit that the Yuanhui-level genius was indeed not comparable to ordinary monks, and could not be judged by common sense. Of course, this also convinced her that Zhang Ruochen must have a lot of mystery.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Shang Yue and Shang Xia shot at the same time, each holding a holy sword, attacked Zhang Ruochen from the left and right directions.

The two women, one is the innate fire spirit, and the other is the innate water spirit. At the same time, they shot out and evolved into a wonderful sword array, combining the yin and yang way, which greatly improved their combat power.

Zhang Ruochen did not want to use the idea of ​​one enemy and two, and waved his sleeves with multiple spaces.

The sleeves are unfolded and the light bursts out, forming a small world of space, covering the entire garden. The inscriptions of the formations in the garden are divided and separated, making all formations useless and unable to urge.

Immediately, Bai Qing'er didn't realize that something was wrong, and he yelled, "Zhang Ruochen is about to run away and take him down."

Shang Yue, Shang Xia, King of Iron and Blood, Old Man with White Hair, Mysterious Powerful Man in White ... The monks in the garden shot one by one, hitting a sacred art, trying to break through the multi-space small world.

"Relying on a tendril, want to get away? See my king break it."

The seal of the Iron Blood King was lifted, the bone spear turned into a sharp pillar of God, and a full blow from the pinnacle of a lifetime of death erupted, hitting the sleeves hanging above.

Zhang Ruochen's expression was indifferent, and the tip of his right index finger pressed to the void.

"Wow"

The earth beneath the King of Iron Blood, and the sky above his head, flashed dense space inscriptions, expanding infinitely, making him a powerful blow, even the walls of multiple spaces could not be reached. If you want to destroy the roll sleeves, Is out of reach.

In another small world of space, Shangyue and Shangxia are entangled with each other like water and fire spirit snakes, and evolved into the ice and fire sun and moon sword array.

However, Zhang Ruochen had already arranged a drop of dark space-time matter in that small space of space. As the sword formation was about to take shape, dark space-time material suddenly emerged, bursting open, releasing a horrible destruction force.

Taking Shangyue and Shangxia's cultivation as a drop of dark space-time matter, they can't hurt them.

However, at this time they are fully evolving the sword formation, their own defenses are weak, and they cannot escape.

With the sound of two screams, the space where Shangyue and Shangxia were turned into darkness.

...

This multi-space roll sleeve is a masterpiece of Zhang Ruochen's masterpiece. It represents his peak space accomplishment. He has long laid out various attack methods and space traps in advance. Is it that they can break it if they say it is broken?

Of course, these monks are not weak. As they get serious and go all out to launch an attack, the pressure on Zhang Ruochen has greatly increased.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Secret of Time and Space, opened the pages of the book one by one, and then presented a multi-dimensional space, which combined with the multi-space formed by the sleeves to complement each other.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen's body, divided into thirty-six, appeared in thirty-six small space worlds. Each avatar is fully pushing the space inscriptions in the sleeves, transforming them into various space attack methods, and using the power of space to be divine.

Bai Qing'er stood in one of the small worlds of space, calm and quiet, not panic, looked up at the multi-space roll sleeves leisurely, and said, "You can surprise me everywhere. Baiyuejing can trap so many experts in my seat with my own strength. It seems that if you are alone, you are better than ten million people. I am a little bit serious about our betting contract now! "

Zhang Ruochen said: "Unfortunately, no matter how many monks are trapped, they cannot trap you."

"You know this, but didn't run away immediately. It seems that you are not here alone. Who is the woman who came with you?" Bai Qinger said.

"Ha ha!"

Gu She quietly listened to the laughter with the power of illusion, and passed into the small world of space.

The big holy men trapped in the small world of space have been affected one after another.

Xiu was weak, and fell directly into the illusion, some wailed, some madly waved the soldiers.

When he was a powerful saint, he sat down cross-legged immediately and went all out to resist the illusion.

Zhang Ruochen's pressure was greatly reduced, and her heart was shocked. Gu Shejing, the witch, usually did not show the mountains and exposed the water. She really shot it. It is so good that blending illusion into the sound can make the death of the sage of the dead Lost combat power.

Fortunately, the phantom did not attack him, otherwise he was not sure if it could be blocked by virtue of the spiritual power of the 65th order and the heart of truth.

Bai Qinger, who was always calm, frowned for the first time, his eyes passed through the small world of many spaces, and he looked up at the high wall of the garden. I saw a charming red-skinned woman standing quietly on top of her, her jade foot kicking gently, like a fairy flying down.

Gu Shejing broke into the small world of Bai Qinger directly. For a moment, the whole small world was full of magic, covered with red magic mist, and manifested a ghost image that was taller than the mountains. Powerful, as if able to devour a starry sky.

"Bai Qinger, surrender the superb source Shenjing, otherwise, die." Gu She said quietly.

Bai Qinger was thinking about the identity of the person who came, and said faintly: "You look for the wrong person! You want the best source **** crystal, you should ask Zhang Ruochen for it. Many monks know that it is Zhang Ruochen who killed Tan Fei, Stealing the superb source of crystals. "

Gu She quietly glanced at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Did you steal the superb source **** crystal?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head.

"Look, he said he didn't." Gu She quietly groaned.

Bai Qinger said: "Is the descendant of Luo Zuyun's mountain world so deceived? Zhang Ruochen brought you here to use me against you to kill someone with a knife. Because only I know in the world, the **** of the highest quality is in his hand Go up. Kill me and he can take possession of the Temple of Origin. "

Apparently Bai Qinger had guessed Gu Shejing's identity.

"Compared to Zhang Ruochen, I believe that you are more likely to steal the Supreme Divine God Crystal. Besides, even if it is not the Supreme Divine God Crystal, I would like to meet you for a while and see if you have What kind of ability can take so many top saints down here. Is it by beauty? "Gu Shejing said.

Bai Qinger's face was cold, and the space seemed to be frozen.

At this moment, Gu Shejing pointed out and flew a beam of light from her fingertips.

Seemingly a simple blow, but where the beam of light flew over, the Dao locks, the Great Holy Inscriptions, and the Divine Patterns broke as much as possible, and even dense spaces appeared in the space.

This is like a light of death, nothing in the world can resist it.

"Hugh will hurt my teacher."

Shang Xia punched the holy sword of the ancient artifacts in his hand into a streamer, penetrated the space wall of the small world of space, and collided with the beam of light.

"Oh!"

The holy sword of God's relics was instantly shattered into pieces, turned into pieces of scrap iron, and flew towards the Quartet.

However, the power of the light beam seemed to have not diminished, hitting Bai Qinger's heart.

Weird things happen.

In Bai Qinger's heart, a vortex of divine light appeared, which absorbed the light beam and disappeared invisible.

"Origin God Light, it turns out that you are the Master of the Origin." Gu Shejing was surprised, and at the same time believed more about Zhang Ruochen, the possibility that Bai Qinger stole the superb Origin God Crystal was very high.

Bai Qing'er said: "Luo Zuyun's magical powers in the mountain realm, without his finger, you don't seem to have cultivated to Dacheng."

"You want to see real magical powers, and I'll do it for you." Gu Shejing said.

"No, I'm not interested in you. Someone, I'm more interested in you."

Bai Qing'er turned around and walked away, taking a step towards Zhang Ruochen. The multiple spaces formed by the rolled sleeves and the multiple spaces formed by The Secret of Time and Space seemed like bubbles and could not stop her at all.

Watching Bai Qinger getting closer, Zhang Ruochen's face changed and changed, and he looked at Gushe, but found that Gushejing had no smile on his face at this moment. He was so dignified that he was obviously an enemy of terror. .

In the depths of the garden, a voice sounded: "The descendants of Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm have only been born once every 10,000 years. I think it should not be weak. I wonder if they can block me?"

It is the voice of Wuma Horse Nine Elements.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Ruochen's heart, which had been hanging, sank into the valley instantly.

Damn it!

Didn't Wuma Horse Nine recover from injury, why is it in Jifeng Shengfu?

Miscalculation, serious miscalculation.

"Escape, immediately."

The space chaos on Zhang Ruochen's finger flew out, becoming a giant python, and was about to eat space. With a wave of Bai Qinger's hand, a large thunderbolt struck the body of the space chaos, rolling it out and turning it into an earthworm-like size.

Suddenly, only the last layer of space was left between Bai Qinger and Zhang Ruochen.

"It's not easy to break my sleeves."

With a bite in his teeth, Zhang Ruochen took out a can of divine blood from the space ring and threw it out.

These **** blood smelted the **** stone powder.

The power of the multi-space roll sleeves has greatly increased, and the space inscriptions have become blood red, releasing a powerful divine shine. Bai Qinger's small world of space sometimes stretches indefinitely, sometimes squeezes quickly, and sometimes collapses as a whole ...

Even with Bai Qinger's practice, he was temporarily caught in it and it was difficult to get out.

"Master Wang, take off his roll sleeves." Bai Qinger ordered.

Immediately, a three-foot-high emerald stone turtle emerged from the ground not far from Zhang Ruochen.

The space inscription on the ground was torn by his bare hands.

"Ben ... Ben ... Ben King ... King ..."

Before speaking a word of Lord Turtle, he was kicked off by a black hedgehog.

It's little black.

Maybe it seems that this turtle is like a soft persimmon. This time, Xiao Hei volunteered.

"I can't speak clearly, I dare to come out and be ashamed." Xiao Hei stood on one foot, and the other foot was still in a kicking position, his body was up and down, his spikes were straight.

Lord Turtle was furious. He did not expect that the divine stone tribe, the Supreme Holy One, had to be instructed by the Great God himself to be kicked by a hedgehog.

After tumbling for more than ten times, the Turtle Prince suddenly stood up, and the turtle shell on his back showed thousands of ancient deities, with an extra iron rod in his hand and a wave of it.

"Xiao short-handed, so far away, still want to fight the emperor?" Xiao Hei was very mad, unscrupulous mocking.

Picking the weakest opponent can be abused at will.

"Oh!"

The turtle's iron wand seemed to be waving from a distance, but it easily broke through the space and hit the top of Xiao Hei's head, knocking it over to the ground, his head and feet were gone, and only a black mass was left. Of thorns.

Zhang Ruochen really wanted to pick up Xiao Hei and beat him up. Whenever he dare to despise his opponent.

He knew very well how long it would take Bai Qinger to be trapped in multiple spaces, and he would not get away again, and today he was afraid he would really explain here. After recovering the wounded space chaos ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Zhang Ruochen picked up the little black dog like a dead dog and rushed out of the garden.

I didn't know that the stone pillar standing at the gate of the garden suddenly came alive, pulled out a stone palm, and seized it from Zhang Ruochen.

"Not good, there are still masters."

Zhang Ruochen only felt that when the palm of the stone came over, the ground beneath his feet subsided and the sky was spinning.

The palm of the stone seemed to cover the whole world, and it was impenetrable. Even if Zhang Ruochen whipped the dragon bone, he could not break a gap. He could only stare at the “sky” in the shape of five fingers and collapse.

This is a stronger man than the King of Iron and Blood. It is very likely that he has reached the limit.

The other end.

In the depths of the garden, countless rays of light rose, condensed into a golden knife, and shot at the aunt quietly.

"Necromancer!"

Gu shot her hands and printed her hands, a round altar rose under her feet, and the red necromantic spirit escaped. The sacrifice sounded as if it had been transmitted from ancient times to this world. Hit the golden sword.

"Well."

The golden sword is indestructible, slaying the demon ghost, breaking the Dacheng magical powers cast by Gu Shejing, and hitting her.

Gu Shejing threw down the altar like a kite with a broken line, blood was dripping from her body, and the Supreme Body was severely damaged by the golden sword.

Her body was on the verge of collapse, and her vitality was gradually destroyed.

"It is indeed the Wuma Horse Nine Lines, and it is really amazing."

Her tender body shivered gently, no longer having the previous flattery, and her face lost her smile, but her eyes still contained an unyielding will, and her warfare was not defeated by this sword.

Even if there is no death, it is necessary to look for possible vitality. This is the truth that every monk who has passed through the life of 10,000 dead understands.