Although the two great saints who have moved the world have not collapsed, they have shocked one after another in the hundred royal cities.

The holy places of all races are shaking.

Yan Huangtu and Yan Zhexian, as well as the land demon family and other people, this holy building, called "Kunlou", is a well-known ancient sight in the hundred royal cities.

According to legend, in the Middle Ages, after the **** world declared war on the heavenly court, there was once a mighty man of the **** level, in this building to entertain the gods.

Therefore, whenever a monk comes to the royal city of a hundred peoples, most of them will go to Kunlou to pay homage to the places of worship and to remember the power of God.

Coupled with the strong defense of Kunlou, and the close proximity between Zhang Ruochen and the God of Puppet Sons, more and more holy holy influxes are coming in, all of them are huge, and they are like a big pilgrimage.

In the eyes of ordinary monks, the Great Saint is the emperor in the holy realm.

However, among the great saints, there are also high and low.

Yan Huangtu felt something, and looked at the corridor.

Footsteps grew denser.

A moment later, surrounded by a group of saints, a man and a woman ascended upstairs.

It is the new goddess Prajna of the Temple of Destiny, and the lack of entering a thousand questions.

Deficiency is like standing in nothingness, few people can see his face clearly.

Prajna is like a pearl of the sky, gorgeous and extremely cold, but it is cold and frosty, so that the great saints of all ethnic groups who come to visit have a feeling of being inaccessible.

Yan Huangtu's eyes fell on the lacking body, and he laughed loudly: "You are here just right. I think that the godhead is mostly not Zhang Ruochen's opponent. Next time, do you want to shoot?"

Wei walked to the window, straight like a sword, and looked at the long and disorderly streets, saying: "Today is the home of the Temple of Death."

Yan Huangtu said: "You are not afraid that Zhang Ruochen will not get through the difficulties?"

Without a word, like a sword with a scabbard.

Xuan Zehai and Xuan Qingzhang are also the first-class characters in the edge of hell, and their cultivation is even better. However, with the arrival of the shortage, the two seemed to be cramped, creating a faint pressure.

Prajna's eyes glanced unmarkedly at Yan Zhexian, especially the position of her belly.

Everyone in the building had their own weirdness, watching each other.

Silent for a moment, lacking: "If it is elsewhere, I really have some concerns that he will be planted in the hands of the Temple of Death. However, in this royal city of one hundred families, it should be even more worrying that he will open the killing ring and treat the Great Saint as firewood. .but……"

"Think weird?" Yan Huangtu laughed.

"Yes."

Que and Yan Huangtu have fought with Zhang Ruochen more than once. They know him extremely well and naturally find some clues.

The lack turned to Prajna, saying, "What does Her Royal Highness think?"

"Zhang Ruochen has almost fully mobilized the power of the demigod's physical body, his palms can turn the sky, his fists can cover the ground, he can't stand out from the incomparable body, and he can't be beaten in close combat." Prajna was extremely exaggerated, and his evaluation was extremely high.

Yan Huangtu's eyes stared like bronze bells, with a slight smile: "Did the Highness Goddess fail to understand us, or pretended not to understand?"

It is no wonder that Yan Huangtu has such doubts. After all, the great saints present were almost all able to see that the reason why Zhang Ruochen was able to fight against the gods of the gods relied on the demigods and the five elements of yin and yang.

By virtue of these two, Zhang Ruochen is indeed invincible in melee, occupying an advantage in this hundred royal cities.

Since it is something that everyone can see, we still need to ask you, a wise goddess?

Prajna walked to Yan Zhexian's side and looked out of the window. Her exquisite figure, like a fairy picture on the wall, was vividly drawn, saying, "Zhang Ruochen's style today is indeed different from usual."

"Yeah! That's the most confusing thing!"

Yan Huangtu continued: "In the Kunlun realm, Zhang Ruochen killed the Quartet, regardless of the goddess and goddess, and how old he was. He would kill him if he provokes him, and he won't be afraid of killing the ten monks in the **** world."

"In the battlefield of merits, it is also killing people. Either the ghost master or the prince, or the former brothers and sisters, have lost their spirits."

"At first, in the Goddess Building of Ice King, originally Silently just said‘ you are like a tortoise, ’which is to anger Zhang Ruochen, claiming to be humiliated, and it is necessary to kill him.”

"Although Zhang Ruochen may have a different purpose, but it also shows that his eyes cannot be rubbed with sand, and any monk provoking him must be prepared to withstand his boundless anger."

"But now ..."

Now, despite the fierce fighting on the streets, Zhang Ruochen always persuades the **** son to let go.

Is this still Zhang Ruochen?

"Taking peace as a priority, fighting cannot solve the problem."

"His Royal Highness immediately stop, we don't have to fight like this, we might as well go into the building and drink the holy wine, and get drunk and vengeful."

"It's really a misunderstanding. I didn't kill Shan Qiu. There will be a day of truth in the future."

...

Listening to Zhang Ruochen's shattered thoughts, and the God of Puppets was unable to attack for a long time, he suddenly became agitated, hated his teeth and shouted, "Shut me up!"

"I really don't think about it? The enemy should be solved or not. I can swear in the name of the God of Blood. I have never killed Shan Qiu."

The monk at the scene was surprised, and realized that it was very likely that Shan Qiu was not killed by Zhang Ruochen.

However, does the Temple of Death really care if Shan Qiu was killed by Zhang Ruochen?

The answer is obviously no.

The purpose of the Temple of Death is to use this as a reason to humiliate Zhang Ruochen and even kill Zhang Ruochen and take away everything from Zhang Ruochen. Of course, it is also an important goal to find the best source **** crystal.

The reason why the major forces stood by and stood idly by was to let the death temple make a head bird, to check the meaning of the supernatural source **** crystal not on Zhang Ruochen.

Prajna has never understood Zhang Ruochen for a moment like he is now.

"Oh!"

Wu Shenzi pulled back and glared at Zhang Ruochen coldly.

Zhang Ruochen showed joy, Wen Binbin was gentle and smiled: "Right, everyone said it was a misunderstanding, everyone should shake hands and talk."

Immediately, he looked at the original silence on the sacred tower in the distance and said, "Original brother, I don't care about you about the Goddess building!"

Originally, Jie face was iron and blue, and she wanted to swear and yell. "I was almost burnt to death by the undead bird around you, OK? You don't care about me, I still want you to die. "

Originally silently said, "God God, Zhang Ruochen can only compete with you by virtue of his physical strength. Don't fight with him. You can shoot him by turning your hands."

鹊 God son is not stupid generation, where can't see Zhang Ruochen's strength and weakness?

However, here is a city of hundreds of kings. All monks' practices are severely suppressed, and they can only be used in close combat. Unlike in the starry sky, you can instantly pull hundreds of miles away and release the trillion rules of the Holy Word, and you can crush Zhang Ruochen to death.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Why is the original brother so cruel, I do not know where Zhang Ruochen offends you? You rush to elaborate and make it clear, maybe there is no contradiction for everyone!"

Originally sneer and sneered again and again, "Ruor Chen, even if you no matter how you admire, you can't escape it today."

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Ruochen's behavior is indeed a weak manifestation of the situation.

The more so, the great saints in the Temple of Death, the thicker the smile on his face, can't wait to press Zhang Ruochen's head on the ground and step on it to be more happy.

"Come on, don't say any more nonsense, even if you kneel for mercy today, it's useless."

The God of God released as much as 1.7 trillion rules of the Holy Word in his body, packed a space of dozens of feet, and destroyed all the Dao locks, big holy inscriptions, and **** lines in this area, forming a dead gas. Vigorous territory.

3.6 billion Taoist patterns, like 3.6 billion Shenhe rivers, flow in the ocean of rules.

1.7 trillion rules of the Cause, like the same 1.7 trillion megaliths. 3.6 billion Taoist patterns, such as 3.6 billion mountains. Both of them were pressed on Zhang Ruochen.

Why originally thought that as long as the distance was opened, the **** Shenzi could suppress Zhang Ruochen by turning his hands?

It is precisely because of the gap in the rules of the Cause.

Many monks feel that Zhang Ruochen's defeat has been set. After all, a sacred sacred place with hundreds of realms, practicing the rules of more than 10 billion sacred ways is sky-high.

The gap of 100 times cannot be bridged at all.

However, Zhang Ruochen was not as simple as they thought. A strange space structure appeared around his body, and the 1.7 trillion rules of the Holy Word could not be directly pressed on him.

Compared with the time when he battled against the King of Iron and Blood, Zhang Ruochen had more means to deal with this strong man who died at the peak of his life.

Zhang Ruochen's expression was bleak, and he lost his sigh: "Also, since I can't advise you to change your grievances, you can only change it in one way to solve this problem. Come on, brother, I will fight with you."

Hearing the word "brother brother", the corner of his mouth twitched a bit.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and the crippled son whispered, "Have no seal."

He formed a palm print with both hands, mobilizing divine power and the rules of the Cause. Suddenly, the shadow of the sacred river appeared around his body, and the deafening waves sounded.

This technique is one of the 72 types of Supreme Sacred Art in the Temple of Death.

The prince of God has practiced the sacred seal method to the ninth level, reaching the level of a lifetime high-level holy art.

The palm prints hit, and the power was in turmoil.

Three hundred and six billion rules of the **** pattern were transformed into thirty-six rivers of gods, which complemented the palm prints.

"Oh!"

Space trembled and Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared.

"Space shifting! How is it possible that he can perform space shifting under the suppression of my domain in the royal city of a hundred ethnic groups?"

The prince of God was so frightened that he thought Zhang Ruochen was so strange. However, this palm has gone back and forth, and it is impossible to recover the power and attack elsewhere.

Zhang Ruochen reappeared from the side of the God of Puppet God.

If he hits at this time, even if the Godhead can save his life, he can't escape the bad luck.

However, to everyone's surprise, Zhang Ruochen didn't take any action.

That's right.

Just didn't shoot.

Instead, Zhang Ruochen asked again: "Is there really no room for negotiation?"

"Booming."

The palm of God's Son hit the position of Zhang Ruochen's previous combat strength, destroying an ancient building protected by the Great Holy Inscription and the formation method, and turning it into ruins.

"Oh!"

Shen Zizi turned his head and glanced at Zhang Ruochen, who was close to him, like a rabbit with a tail on his tail. He immediately dared away and pulled away from him again.

To his surprise, Zhang Ruochen had already caused a huge threat to his life.

Angrily, he felt that Zhang Ruochen was making fun of him and humiliating him.

"Jin Yu's Flame."

The God Godhead turned into a golden man. In the pores, a river of golden gods of fire poured out, turning this area into a field of fire.

It is also one of the Seventy-two Supreme Holy Art.

The difference is that the God of Puppet God has practiced Jin Yu's flame to the tenth floor, reaching the level of superior high-level Holy Art.

It is not a skill for a sacred life to practice a sacred life-level high-level holy art, but it is a very great thing to cultivate into a superior high-level sacred art.

Jin Yu's flame, advance can attack, retreat can prevent.

Suddenly the **** of mind calmed down and went away in fear.

He can already be sure that the legend is true, and Zhang Ruochen should have grasped the meaning of space. Without the meaning of space, how could it be possible to perform space movement in that situation?

Zhang Ruochen was too stupid.

Now that he has prepared, how can he be given another chance?

well!

As long as Zhang Ruochen is killed, whether it is upright in space or upright in fate, it belongs to him!

"Zhang Ruochen, you will be the first undead under the tenth layer of Jin Yu's flame, let me take you on my way."

The God of Puppet has great confidence in this trick. After recalling 3.6 billion rules of God pattern to defend himself, he immediately mobilized Jin Yu's flame, condensing a strange flame bird.

It is indeed very powerful. The temperature of Jin Yu's flame, which is cultivated by the **** Shen Zi, is almost close to 100,000, and Zhang Ruochen's demigod can't carry it.

Zhang Ruochen wasn't scared at all, but just shook his head and said, extremely disappointed, "Why are you so obsessed?"

"kill!"

The prince of God gnawed his teeth and sighed loudly. The flame alien bird carried the burning scent of burning the sea and spread his wings to Zhang Ruochen.

"Spell of Light."

Wan Manchu dzi flew to Zhang Ruochen's head, suspended, and the Supreme Inscriptions emerged.

All flaming birds struck a layer of purple light film and turned into flames.

That's dim light.

The spherical dim light shrouds the Godhead.

Zhang Ruochen caught five fingers and said, "Close!"

The spherical dim light quickly contracted, becoming only two meters in diameter, completely depriving the **** of destiny.

The wandering **** son screamed in the dim light, and the shocking divine power broke out. He stretched his arms and wanted to break it.

"Close it again!" Zhang Ruochen said.

The dim light squeezed the body of the **** son, shrinking continuously.

There was a hustle and bustle all around, and all the monks were shocked and unbelievable.

How could Zhang Ruochen be so strong?

A dim light can suppress the top fighting power of a sacred life.

Some of the great saints saw the clues, knowing that Zhang Ruochen was using mental power to urge Wanzhu Dzi. Seeing this clearly, they were even more frightened.

How strong is Zhang Ruochen's mental strength?

The dark light curse finally broke through the defense of the Godhead, turned into a purple curse, and suppressed him.鹊 God is like being locked up by thousands of yoke, let alone continue fighting, it is extremely difficult to move your finger.

The **** son saw Zhang Ruochen step by step, opened his mouth hard, and said, "This ... is ... the power of the supreme holy weapon ...?"

"Yes, don't you know? Don't you even have the Supreme Holy Grail?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The prince's eyes looked at Qi Qiran, cursing in my heart, if I had the Supreme Holy Artifact, would I be suppressed by you with a dark curse?

Zhang Ruochen has come to him.

鹊 God's heart was tight, and he quickly said: "The enemy ... easy to solve ... not easy to knot, it is better to ... Unlock the curse first ... We enter the holy building and smile ... 笑 ..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Zhang Ruochen said seriously: "No! You have grudges against me in your heart, and you want to kill me, you cannot let go of it like this. Unless you can resolve the grievances in your heart first, and resolve the contradictions from the root.

God Shenzi shook his head slightly to signal that he had no resentment.

Zhang Ruochen patted his shoulder and shook his head, and said, "I can see that you are not without resentment, but you are afraid that I will kill you. Rest assured, is my Zhang Ruochen a killer? In my opinion, you still stay with me first Beside me, I will educate you for a while, and when your resentment calms down, the anger will dissipate, and after you believe me completely, I will let you go. "

The prince of God felt the greatest humiliation in his life. Zhang Ruochen clearly wanted to take him as a slave ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, but he was so hypocritical.

"In fact, there is a faster way. I just need to cut off some of your memories and passions, and your resentment will naturally disappear. Just like the four of them!"

Zhang Ruochen points to the four expressionless deaths in white.

鹊 God son's face changed greatly. If the seven emotions and six desires were cut off, wouldn't he have been dying to enter the realm of life?

Zhang Ruochen was so fierce that he wanted to destroy his way.

The body of the **** son couldn't help but trembled lightly, looking for help, looking towards the distant sacred halls of the dead temple.

Zhang Ruochen's words turned sharply, and he said sincerely: "But, that is only the best solution to the problem but not the root cause, and I disdain Zhang Ruochen. It is better to change his thinking and let him practice Buddhism, Taoism, or Confucianism . Are you willing to be a monk, a Taoist, or a scholar who reads thousands of books? "

Shen Zizi opened his mouth and trembled, "Zhang Ruochen is extremely evil, save ... save me!"