Zhang Ruochen was so arrogant that he said, "If you want these ten boxes of **** stones, you can. Let the strongest of the rotten hunger realm, or the strongest one of Qianwen realm. If they can beat me, all of them . "

Ji Yan Zhexian stood in the seven-star imperial palace, looking at Zhang Ruochen's powerful and domineering back, slightly a little lost.

This guy, he was a gentle and obedient one before, and suddenly, how did he become so aggressive and aggressive? Who doesn't know the strength of your Zhang Ruochen?

Isn't he schizophrenic?

He was originally intended to flee immediately to the **** of death camp and the uncle Tian, ​​and was frightened. At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was so murderous that he seemed to have become a person, leaving them indecisive.

The emperor of the rot tribe staggered for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "Well, the name of a future God of War, the battle vow is loud enough. But why should the rot tribe fight?"

Although the puppet prince emperor seemed to be weaker, it was very effective.

If Luan really sent out the strongest Baiyi Realm and Qianwen Realm of the Rot, and was killed by Zhang Ruochen, this loss is not small. After all, there are only dozens of great saints in the entire rot group.

Zhang Ruochen patted the God of War belt, saying: "I came from the belt of the Undead Blood God of War, which represents the entire Undead Blood Race, and challenged in the name of the God of War. The rot people want to despise the Undead Blood race, or the Temple of the Undead, Doesn't the 13th War God of the Undead Blood Race be seen at all? "

Every word of Zhang Ruochen is like a sharp sword, piercing the weakest point in the heart of the rot tribe emperor.

He can understand that if the rot tribe does not fight today, it must be offending the entire undead tribe. Even the other twelve Gods of War are afraid that they will also have evil thoughts against the rot.

The undead monks who were present at the scene, although they felt that Zhang Ruochen's current practice was not enough to order the entire undead, but the belt of the God of War was highly respected and regarded as the supreme faith.

Therefore, in their eyes, they all showed bad looks.

Your rot tribe is just a small tribe, who challenges you with the belt of God of War, do you not give face?

A burly figure with wide shoulders and wide body, carrying **** spirits, rushed out from the crowd of war spectators and shouted, "A man with a belt of God of War is like a **** of war. The **** of war of the undead blood race, to challenge you, is Your supreme glory, if you do not fight, you are dishonoring the God of War. Shame on the God of War, my undead monks should fight against them. "

"Shame the God of War, and clan attack it."

"Shame the God of War, and clan attack it."

Uh ...

The undead monks who were present at the scene yelled in unison.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the burly undead monk, who was slightly surprised that it was a blood slaughter.

The blood slaughter turned and gave a gift to Zhang Ruochen standing on the Seven-Star Emperor's Palace, and said, "The corrupt people dare to disrespect the God of War. I really can't stand it. Challenged them in the name of Zun. I ’d like to see if the corrupt people do n’t even look at the Temple of Destiny. ”

The emperor of the rot tribe was terrified. I did not expect that this undead blood sacred **** that suddenly emerged was even more ruthless than Zhang Ruochen. This is to make the rot tribe impossible?

A deafening voice came from the mountain gate of the sacred place of the Rot: "What kind of skill is it to bully a tribe? The **** son of the immortal blood tribe? Why don't I dare to challenge the grand saint? "

Tong Nansheng and Haike walked out of the light gate of the formation.

I just spoke, Nan Sheng.

The puppet tribe emperor let out a long sigh of relief and retreated to one side.

When I saw these two people, Xuetu's face changed dramatically, and my heart regretted it. I knew that they had come to the Baicheng King City, and I shouldn't have made a move just now.

This time, not only Zhang Ruochen couldn't get any benefits, maybe he had to explain his life here.

But, it's too late to regret it!

Now, even if you bite your head, you have to stay strong.

"Boom!"

The monks of various ethnic groups all exploded.

"Nansheng actually came to the hundred royal cities. This is a legendary disciple of the Seven Great People who came out of Tiannan."

"Haike has a body of gods and can defeat the great sage at the top of Qianwen Realm in Bai Di Jing. After so many years, Xiu Wei has no idea how terrible he has reached."

"Zhang Ruochen was really kicked on the iron plate this time. Today, it is likely to fall."

"Even if Nan Sheng and Hai Ke killed Zhang Ruochen, no one would dare to say anything. Do the gods of the **** family dare to hit Wu Hai and Tian Nan?

Uh ...

The undead monks who were present at the scene were sighing, and even blame Zhang Ruochen.

If Zhang Ruochen wore a God of War belt and was killed by Nan Sheng and Hai Ke, it would also be a shame for the entire undead.

The monks who strangled the temple and the rot tribe all showed ironic smiles.

"It's time to see how Zhang Ruochen ends?"

"Run away, anyway, it is the controller of time and space. The ability to escape should be great."

"Everyone is surrounded by the sacred hall of the Temple of Death, how can you escape?"

"If I were Zhang Ruochen, now that I have made a fatal mistake, I should immediately explode the Holy Source, at least to die more violently. Lest I be captured by Nan Sheng and Hai Ke, I will suffer humiliation and not only lose my face, Lost the entire face of the undead. "

Uh ...

The **** Shen and Uncle Tian were overjoyed, looked at each other, and then rushed away in the direction of Nan Sheng and Hai Ke.

I can finally get away!

"唰!"

"唰!"

Zhang Ruochen made a decisive shot, even splitting two swords.

The sharp sword light flew out, cutting both legs together.

Their legs remained in place, their upper body flew forward, fell to the ground, kept rolling, and the blood flowed.

Half of the bodies of the gods and uncles were lying on the ground, staring at Zhang Ruochen with a loss. Changed, Zhang Ruochen, you changed! You really changed!

How kind and kind are you, who I used to claim to resolve the grudges, suddenly become so cold-blooded?

The "Masters" of these years have been called in vain!

Zhang Ruochen said in a cold voice, "Blood slaughter, their legs are yours. If they dare to escape, they will kill them directly! It is stubborn."

Xunxu Tu's heart was a joy, his eyes stared at the four legs on the ground.

In the legs, all the blood of the sacred life of the 10,000 dead is fresh, which is fatal to the undead monks. Can make him cultivate, improve a lot.

"Look for death."

Erhaike burst into a roar, and there was a dazzling light from his body.

The multitude of sacred rules of the word emerged in the light of God. There are as many as nine trillion words, which is more than 90% of the Supreme Sacred. Only the number of sacred rules of the Word can surpass him.

And now, he still stays in the mortal realm of death, without condensing the Supreme Body.

In other words, once he broke through, he could be called a demigod.

Meng Haike ’s fist is as big as a water tank, and the momentum is shocking. The energy released from the sky unleashes the uncle Tian and the goddess lying on the ground, including the blood slaughter standing on the side, and flies out like leaves.

Behind Zhang Ruochen, Fei Zhong's body rushed out, waved a battle axe, and chopped straight towards the sea passenger.

"Boom."

Fei Zhong's death, his combat power is close to the Supreme Sovereign, and even Tian Tianzi who has cultivated the five trillion rules of the Tao can only be tied with him.

However, the tomahawk split by Fei Zhong's body, the axe is not close to the fist of Haike, the arm holding the axe is making a "cracking" sound, bursting open.

"嘭!"

Fei Zhong's broken corpse and tomahawk flew back and slammed heavily on the steps of the Seven-Star Emperor Palace.

Erhai Ke laughed loudly, his fist strength continued unabated, and he hit Zhang Ruochen, who was standing upright.

Zhang Ruochen's hair and clothes were spurred by the fist wind, and suddenly, a purple vine with the light of thunder flew on his back.

Hundreds or thousands of purple vines were twisted together to form a palm print larger than Zhang Ruochen's body.

"Boom!"

Fist palms against each other.

The vine's palm print burst and broke into a stubble.

The sea passenger flew back, landed on the ground, and took another three steps back to stabilize his figure. He stared at Zhang Ruochen who was still standing in front of the palace of the Seven Star Emperor, and said, "Your sage Flower, has reached the limit? "

Obviously, although Haike is arrogant, he is not a arrogant man. He has checked Zhang Ruochen's information.

The sound of eating the holy flower sounded in Zhang Ruochen's ears: "Master, this person is very strong, I am not his opponent."

Zhang Ruochen remained calm and nodded gently.

There was blood on the corner of the blood slaughter, and when he saw the Haike being repelled, he was overjoyed and rushed back to the bottom of the Seven Star Emperor Palace. He laughed a long time: "It's really not as well-known as the famous Haike, even my brother raised one Plants can't beat it. "

In the eyes of Hai Ke, the murderousness rose sharply, and he smirked angrily: "Haha! What about the sacred flower of the supreme state? Just now I just tentatively attacked a punch. Now, I officially challenge you, Zhang Ruochen, you How dare to fight? Regardless of victory or defeat, only life and death. "

Blood Slaughter laughed again: "I have never heard of monks who are lower, challenge monks who are higher. Never heard that monks who are higher than two realms, challenge monks who are lower realm. Haike, you will The face of Wu Shen Shen Hai has been lost! "

Er Haike stared coldly.

"Brother save me." Blood slaughter.

With a swipe of his finger, Zhang Ruochen opened the defensive array of the Qixing Imperial Palace and put him in.

Blood Slaughter stood on the steps of the Seven-Star Emperor Palace, feeling much safer, and once again clamored Haike, saying, "If the adult who is stationed at Wuding Shenhai knows his disciples are so uncomfortable, how would I feel? You, if you want to challenge, you are going to challenge the top figures in the Supreme Holy, and fight with them for life and death, such as Wuma and Horses, Yuanqianmo, Givenchy. "

Erhai politely shivered, exposing a sharp tusks, and smirked and ordered: "Shoot together to break the defensive array of the Seven-Star Emperor's Palace, first kill the mouthful of the undead blood sage, and then kill Zhang Ruochen."

Many of the great saints who strangled the temple all called the holy implements, which inspired the forces that destroyed the world.

The monks who watched the war in close quarters retreated.

若 If this wave of attacks falls, let alone break through the Seven-Star Emperor Palace, I am afraid that all monks in the Seven-Star Emperor Palace will lose their souls. After all, Zhang Ruochen brought himself to death.

Xu Xuetu looked at the rising sacred artifacts, his vest was chilly, and he stared at Zhang Ruochen. He wanted to ask: "Brother, should we escape?"

Alas, he couldn't open his mouth and didn't say a word.

Zhang Ruochen didn't seem to have prepared any hole cards, still standing in place, waiting to die.

At the time of the regret of the blood slaughter, a stunning figure came out of the Seven-Star Emperor Palace, fluttering in white, extremely beautiful, and said to all the great saints of the Temple of Death: "The legendary Haike and Nansheng really make people Extremely disappointed. Didn't the Death Temple even have a monk who got on the table? "

Tao Nansheng saw Yan Zhexian standing next to Zhang Ruochen, and his face was slightly startled, and he quickly spread a voice to stop the great saints of the death temple that were going to attack.

I was kidding, Zhang Ruochen killed and killed, but if Yan Zhexian also died in the Qixing Emperor's Palace, it would be a big deal! Even if he fled back to Tiannan, he could not avoid it.

It was scalp tingling, and even some desperate blood slaughter. After seeing Yan Zhexian, the worry in his heart swept away, and he quickly laughed and said, "Originally, Shi Ye was also here, Shi Ye said that, What he did was indeed a shame. A sacred sage of one life, who challenged the sacred sacred place of immortality, the undead and the Yan Luo tribe, have never had such a joke. "

"Oh, UU reading a book www.uukanshu.com Shi Ye is pregnant, but in case these gods of the Temple of Death do n’t make a big deal and let the teacher spit out the gas, how can this be good? Who can afford this responsibility? ? "

The blood slaughter shouted a "teacher", making Da Sikong and Er Sikong who were not far away glaring with small eyes. When the **** of blood slaughter, in Kunlun Realm, led an army to attack the sword mound, what happened? Didn't see that he was such a clever ghost?

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

The second monk closed his eyes and read the name of the Buddha.

Erhaike and Nansheng both became dignified, and the monks of the rot tribe, including other great saints in the Temple of Death, could not pay attention to their reputation, but they could not.

The appearance of Zhe Yan Zhexian caught them by surprise.

I want to kill Zhang Ruochen with the potential of thunder, it seems to be impossible!

Yan Zhexian said: "Zhang Ruochen challenges the rot. If the Temple of Death wants to take the lead in the rot, I will send a hundred emperors and a thousand enlightenment saints. I have absolutely no opinion. Can I go to my second uncle and challenge you? "

"it is good!"

Xu Xuetu yelled, and said with a smile.

He never dreamed that his brother was so powerful that he actually won all the young ladies of the Yan Luo tribe. What fear is there? To please the young lady of the Yan Luo tribe, you may get more benefits than to please your brother.

Tao Nansheng and Haike exchanged messages with each other. In the end, they decided not to head-on with the Yanluo and wait for the opportunity to kill Zhang Ruochen before leaving the hundred royal cities. .

Uh ...

章 This chapter is 4,000 words, and there is another chapter at night.