The crimson magic cloud emerged along with her aunt, like a dragon, flying around Bai Qinger.

Suddenly, a scarlet devil's fingerprint in the size of a disc hits Bai Qinger's vest.

Bai Qinger didn't turn around, just joined his hands together, like a Buddha practicing meditation.

"Wow!"

The virtual shadow of the eight hundred golden bodhisattvas appeared, blooming with magnificent light, and the sound of the Buddha was magnificent. In the next instant, all the golden bodhisattvas merged into one and turned into a Vajrayana.

As soon as the Vajrayana boxed, he collided with the Scarlet Devil's Fingerprints, and eight hundred Buddha light ripples erupted.

The fingerprints of the demon's fingerprints shattered and burst open, and Gu Shejing's true body appeared, and a pair of eyes with infinite demon's eyes revealed a color of surprise.

She was about to retreat, but Bai Qinger turned around suddenly, pushing it out lightly.

There were clouds in the palm of the hand, and a stream of air flowed like silk.

Gu Shejing was shocked again. Bai Qinger's palm was so extreme that she seemed to be pushing towards her, but she was attracted by the intricacies, making her unable to back and escape, and her body moved forward. Dumped.

Gu She Jing is also extremely extreme. At this moment of life and death, he fully mobilized the rules of God's pattern in his body, and formed a magical power without him.

When the fingers came out, the dazzling light shone on the entire altar.

"Boom!"

Gu She calmly flew out, her fingers trembling with blood.

Not only the demon ancestor's body was broken, but even the finger without him must be broken.

"Taiqing pushes the cloud!" Zhang Ruochen said with complex expression.

Tai Qing's push of the cloud is the first form of the "Eight Origins" passed to Zhang Ruochen by the burial of gold and white tigers. Bai Qinger, who had stolen knowledge, realized the mystery and reached such an amazing level.

Bai Qinger said, "If your demon ancestor was not damaged before, it wouldn't be so fragile. As for him, he would have to die, that is, Er, if you want to fight with me, you have to show your true skill Row."

Gu Shejing snorted softly, and the blood on her **** dissipated and turned into a state of glazed jade.

On the other end, the top of Yuan Qianmo's head, a completely realized death hand condensed out, reaching dozens of feet long, descending from the sky, and pressing against Bai Qinger.

Even standing in the distance, in the formation camel, Zhang Ruochen and A Le both felt sinking, as if "sky" was down.

Yuan Qianmo's hand of death has the terrible power of breaking the planet.

Bai Qinger's sleeves were rolled, and the hands of dozens of feet of death were directly taken away by her and included in the sleeves.

Subsequently, the hand of the **** of death flew to the blood spirit fairy attacked by a sword.

"Oh!"

The Blood Spirit Fairy sword is united, fast as a streamer, and hits the hand of death.

The hand of death blew open and turned into a mass of death. The blood spirit fairy is blocked by the sword, and the body backs back and falls back to the original place.

Yuan Qianmo's face changed and changed. The hand of Death was supernatural. She was easily taken away by the other side and transformed into her own power. She is stronger than when she was in the Aoyun Asteroid Belt!

Was she pursuing it all the way?

Use the strength of the top powerful forces in the **** world to sharpen her path?

"Everyone said, you shot it all by yourself, and it is by no means my opponent."

In the eyes of Bai Qinger, with the splendor of despising all beings, he released the sacred meaning of the domain and chaos, and pulled Gu Shejing, Yuanqianmo and Xuelingxian into chaos.

The space in the chaos is infinite and vast. They seem to be on the altar and enter another space.

The master of the night tour stared at the turbulent and chaotic cloud, with admiration and enthusiastic eyes, saying: "This flower fairy is so powerful, crazy, and overbearing, pulling the three strong ones directly into his own path Yu. Isn't she afraid of her being penetrated? "

"She cultivated it, but the perfect second-grade sacred meaning. The second-grade sacred meaning is combined with the realm. The gods ca n’t get out. Who can wear it?" Seven-handed old man said.

"She is not Givenchy. Givenchy is impossible to be so strong." Cairo's Master said coldly.

No one ignored him.

Zhang Ruochen asked Begonia's mother-in-law: "What did the mother-in-law say that the gods were dead?"

It seems that Begonia's mother-in-law didn't care about the safety of the Blood Spirit Fairy, and patiently explained to Zhang Ruochen, "You said, how many gods have been born in Kunlun from ancient times to the present?"

Zhang Ruochen thought about it, then shook his head.

"How many gods have been born throughout the heavens and earth and ten hells?" Said Begonia.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head again.

Granny Begonia said: "You know that once you become a true god, in a sense, it means immortality."

Zhang Ruochen knew this and nodded.

The spirit of the true God is powerful. Not only is there a spirit in the body, but also some spirits are located between the heavens and the earth outside the body, and there is a divine thought floating in the mighty universe.

As it is, even if the body dies and the spirit in the body is exhausted, the true God is still not completely dead.

Because mortals, through sacrifices and the like, can communicate with the spirits or thoughts that the true God has left in the world.

At that time, Lin Yuanyuan, the leader of the blood gods, communicated with the spirit of the dead blood **** through sacrifices.

Haitang's mother-in-law said: "After the death of the true god, the thin souls left in the world have gone to another space dimension. Only by using a similar sacrifice, can they break the walls of the space, communicate with them, and even get their power."

"That space dimension is what we call the divine realm?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Granny Haitang said: "Perhaps there are some ignorant mortals who call it the Divine Realm, but in fact, all walks of life call it Lili."

Zhang Ruochen was familiar with "Li Hentian", but didn't think about it for a while, and asked, "Is the god's mark of the martial arts given by Li Jitian?"

Begonia's mother-in-law shook her head and said, "No, the gods are dead. Even if there are still remnants left in Lichentian, they will not be able to become a climate. Like a group of qi, a plume of smoke, where can it be so big to the world? The impact is just that the hatred of heaven is infinitely huge, otherwise, the gods of heaven and **** have already entered them, and all the spirits have been captured and refined! "

It is normal for Zhang Ruochen to think about it. I am afraid that there is no one-thousandth of the spirit that the true God is free from. With his current practice, he can be defeated.

Granny Begonia said: "About the Mark of Divine Martial Arts, it is one of the ultimate secrets of the universe that I do not know."

After thinking about it, Zhang Ruochen said: "I see. After the four realms of martial arts reached the Supreme Realm, the gods resonated. In fact, it broke some rules between heaven and earth, and thus communicated to the sky of hatred. Deities and souls. "

"The imprints of the gods that have been integrated into my sea are the deities of these gods, given them, right?"

Begonia nodded, her eyes softened, "You are very smart, indeed."

"But why are these gods and souls doing this?" Zhang Ruochen asked curiously.

Begonia's mother's eyes became sad, and she said bitterly, "Because the marks given to you are the gods that have fallen in the history of Kunlun."

"They are dead, but they are still choosing the talents in the next generation to guard you and guide you until you reach the height of the Blood Spirit Fairy in the future, overpowering them all with your own spirit, and obliterating their residual consciousness. The moment you break into the realm of gods, the remnants of the gods and gods that are away from hate will fly into your body and grow your spirits. And they will completely die and disappear completely in the world. "

"What if my spirit can't overwhelm them? In the future, I won't be able to honor the king completely?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Haitang's mother-in-law shook her head and said, "I don't know about it! But ... it is said that if you want to honour the king, you must practice in order to achieve immeasurable realm. To reach immeasurable realm, you must go to hate the sky, perhaps related to this . "

Zhang Ruochen was silent for a long time. After a long while, he sighed longly: "The gods are dead, and the British soul is immortal."

In the distant chaotic clouds, the deafening fighting sounds, like the thunder, kept coming out.

Clouds sometimes grow larger and smaller.

Although Bai Qinger was strong, it seemed that the battle was very difficult.

Zhang Ruochen secretly hated that he was too low, otherwise he would break into it and turn the world upside down, instead of even seeing the picture of the battle as it is now.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's gaze fell on the sword island in the center of Blood Lake, and his heart moved slightly, and he said to the Cairo Division Master, "Let's look at the maneuver."

"Are you crazy?" Said Cairo's trembling.

The master of the night tour and the seven-handed old man changed their faces and quickly discouraged them.

"What are you so nervous about? I just want to take a look at the lake." Zhang Ruochen said.

The Cairo Division had no choice but to do so.

The master of the night tour did not dare to approach the Blood Lake, and wanted to leave the formation camel. However, after seeing the deadly monk and the witch horse standing on the top of Ying Long's nine lines, he followed it daringly.

The monks in the Temple of Death saw Zhang Ruochen they went to the Blood Lake without stopping to stop, but they all showed sneer.

"The adults of Qianmo have suffered a lot. They dare to get close to the Blood Lake?"

"Zhang Ruochen is so brave, he mostly wants to die!"

...

Wuma's nine-line gaze looked to the past, showing a touch of interest.

The closer they were to the Blood Lake, the more people in the formation camel felt the invisible pressure and fear, as if a giant beak opened up in front of them, waiting to devour them.

The Cairo Di Master, Night Tour Master, and seven-handed old man sweated from the face, discouraging Zhang Ruochen several times.

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Zhang Ruochen, accompanied by Begonia's mother-in-law, stepped out of the camel and came to the shore of Blood Lake.

Zhang Ruochen didn't believe that the water of this blood lake could really destroy everything, so he took out a wooden pillar connecting the heavenly tree and threw it to the blood lake.

The wooden pillars floated on the surface of the Blood Lake, but after floating for half a breath, they turned into dust and disappeared into the water.

Immediately after, Zhang Ruochen took out the sacred artifacts of the king, the **** stone, the **** bone, the holy source, etc., and took out all kinds of treasures to try. Without exception, once the water of the blood lake is stained, it will turn into sand and dust.

Only the duration of the **** bone persists, longer.

This wave of rich and ordinary operations saw the eyes of the monks of the Temple of Death straight, and secretly planned, feeling that grabbing Zhang Ruochen was more reliable than grabbing the artifact on the sword island.

Zhang Ruochen is calculating, using a bridge of the **** skeleton, how many times can he climb the sword island to get the artifact? And how big is the risk?