Shang Zixu's cultivation practice is stronger than that of Nan Sheng.

The strength of Nan Sheng is due to his spiritual strength and Taoism. On the basis of cultivation, the number of Sheng Dao rules cultivated is just over 30 trillion Dao. .

Shangzixun is different. Spiritual strength, physical body, cultivation, and magical powers have reached the ultimate level, and there is no shortcoming. In addition, he did not confront Zhang Ruochen head-on, and focused on retreating. In a short time, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help him completely.

Obviously, it is much harder to kill a monk who escapes and retreats than to kill a monk who is willing to fight with you.

Just like a wolf is going to eat a rabbit that flies away, and eating a rabbit who wants to fight it, the difficulty is obviously different.

The speed of Shangzi's retreat is extremely fast, and the distance from the Arrow Army is getting closer and closer.

Zhang Ruochen sighed secretly in his heart and was about to withdraw and retreat. Suddenly, he sensed a powerful crisis and quickly approached.

The monks from all walks of life in heaven seemed to see something, all of them exclaimed.

Zhang Ruochen looked back and saw that the sea behind him rolled up and connected to the sky, forming a shadow on the sea, swallowing him in.

"Wow!"

In the rolled sea water, there appeared a tall ancient **** of the ancient witch god.

It is condensed by sea water, and the interior is full of the rules of the Holy Path and the ancient deadly force. The position of the chest and abdomen is inlaid with an ancient and vicissitudes of the monument.

The ancient ancient witch **** roared, protruding hundreds of feet of cruel claws, and pressed to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen sank with the sea, and the space around the paw appeared a crackling pop. A corrosive and mysterious ancient rhyme came across, as if to pull Zhang Ruochen into the ancient times.

"Uh!"

Zhang Ruochen turned into a beam of sword energy, penetrated the claws of the ancient ancient witch god, flew to a height of thousands of feet from the sea, and slashed out with a sword.

These are two swords!

Vertical and horizontal.

One pierced the claws of the ancient **** of the ancient god, and cut across the neck of the ancient **** of the ancient god.

After the devastation of the Southern Saint, Zhang Ruochen performed this sword technique for the second time. At the beginning, everyone only felt that this was a brilliant holy technique, maybe even a supernatural power.

However, there were no lack of intelligent people, and people with good eyesight who saw some clues.

The lack of standing on the sea, thinking of something, a fine and unbelievable word emerged in his eyes: "Is he successful?"

Other monks may have forgotten that Zhang Ruochen had an emperor's sage Saint Italian Pill.

However, the absence will never forget.

Because the Emperor Pin Shengyi Dan should belong to him, but was taken away by Zhang Ruochen.

What does Dipin Shengyidan come for?

For the level of arrogance at the level of Zhang Ruochen, there is only one use, which is to impact the third-grade saint of a single holy way.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen slashed his sword with the momentum like a rainbow, like the light of the heavens and the earth, shining 100,000 miles, cut off the head of the ancient ancient Wu God, and broke the rolled water wall.

In the space, ripples appear.

Yin Yuanchen rushed out of the ripples, taking advantage of Zhang Ruochen's sword, and when it was exhausted, he grasped the hilt with both hands and cut the Wushen sword out.

The sword that Zhang Ruochen had just now shone 100,000 miles, but his sword was 100,000 miles of light and darkness, and the power of the dark death that erupted was more tyrannical than that of Nan Sheng.

One light and one dark, as the day and night alternate.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen waved his hand and shot the magic mirror of the Tibetan mountains. The mirror surface became the size of a thousand-mile continent, and the heavy magic mountain was raised. The power of the supreme was turned into a gaseous river flowing among the mountains.

"Boom!"

The mountains collapsed and the power of the Supreme collapsed.

The Wujin Sword and the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror collide with each other, just like the two big worlds blasting against each other, bursting into earth-shattering sounds.

Zhang Ruochen used the magic mirror of Cangshan Mountain as a shield, and hit the back of the mirror with a palm.

Still unstoppable, Yin Yuanchen's sword is unmatched.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen and Zangshan Magic Mirror plunged into the sea at the same time, as if the meteorites struck the surface of the sea, causing a huge wave of 100 meters high.

Yin Yuanchen's shot not only caused monks from all walks of life in the heavens to scream in unison, but also excited, even those monks in the **** world who looked at him unpleasantly because Zhang Ruochen was too arrogant, also showed a cold smile.

"It's time to teach Zhang Ruochen fiercely, too crazy, and want to be the Lord of the Ten Realms, really think he is invincible in the world?"

"Yuanhui-level genius reaches the supreme realm, and the cultivation of the 40 trillion holy way rule means invincibility. Obviously, Yin Yuanchen has reached this realm, and Zhang Ruochen has not."

Shang Zixuan stood alone on the sea and glanced at the excited monks from all walks of life. He realized in his heart that he had endured the perseverance just now, which made these monks secretly despise.

Instead, Yin Yuanchen's outrageous shot won their respect and recognition.

There is no doubt that if Yin Yuanchen could kill Zhang Ruochen and defeat the shortage, he would not only replace him in the future, and become the leader of the faction in heaven, but also the leader of the whole world.

"Wow!"

A fire burst through the water and flew into the air.

The scorching light seemed to be comparable to the stars suspended in the nine days.

Zhang Ruochen was wearing the armor of Vulcan, and exhibited the sword eleven. The "one" three-grade sword meaning instantly blended with the swordsmanship and slashed to Yin Yuanchen.

It's not about cutting off the sword, it's about the man and the sword flying at the same time.

The sword is flat and cuts the space.

"Come well!" Yin Yuanchen shouted.

Yin Yuanchen is not underestimating Zhang Ruochen. Knowing Zhang Ruochen's truth is not as trivial as it can be, and he can instantly explode 30 times of attack power. Therefore, he exhibited ancient magical powers, a magical sword in his hand, and dense blood patterns appeared on the sword.

"Sorcerer's Sword."

This is his self-made swordsmanship, which combines ancient witch magical power and heavenly divine will.

The sword sagged, and then the sword was raised.

"Boom!"

The two swords collided together, and the space of more than ten feet was exploded into pieces of space. However, the ripples formed by the turbulence in space spread thousands of miles.

Each light emitted by the sword front is sharper than the sword qi.

The two men holding swords, the light from their eyes was sharper than Jianguang.

Thirty times the attack power of Zhang Ruochen broke out, but was blocked.

"Your speed is too slow. Even if a thirty-fold attack power erupts, I have enough time to use magical magic. You don't mobilize the way of truth into the magic, the speed can be very fast, but the power It can't threaten me again. You will definitely lose in this battle! "Yin Yuanchen said, to psychologically, first defeat Zhang Ruochen.

"Boom!"

The two exploded backwards, and then rushed out at the same time, again wielding a sword to fight.

Incorporating the word of truth into holy art can indeed explode thirty times its attack power. However, the way of truth is only a means. It is regarded as the most advanced means, but it is not the only means.

For example, the practice of holy art is also one of the means for the monks to explode stronger power.

The stronger the magic, the stronger the attack power.

The monks of the Holy Realm displayed supernatural powers, and the attack power that burst out was also multiplied.

Zhang Ruochen's way of truth and the tactics of warfare can only be said to be far superior to other monks' means, and even the most brilliant under divine realm. However, other monks are not completely unresponsive.

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen and Yin Yuanchen had already joined hands.

For the monks present, this level of confrontation is no less than Yin Yuanchen and the lack of peak confrontation. Zhang Ruochen's power is far beyond everyone's expectations.

"It turns out that Zhang Ruochen has reached supremacy, and Xiu Wei is not weaker than Yin Yuanchen."

"Who said Zhang Ruochen is still a life-long practice? If Zhang Ruochen is a life-long death, I will drink the water of the uncertain Shenhai on the spot."

Many monks from all walks of life in the court have turned their eyes to Shangzi, either angry or disdainful.

It is annoying that Shang Zixuan conceals evil intentions, has an unknown purpose, and deceives everyone.

Disdainful, what he did, coupled with his timid fear, was not worthy of being a leader of the faction in heaven, nor even a temple of merit.

"How could he suddenly be so strong? Was he playing deliberately to pit me in the battle on the banks of the Tianhe River? He has really reached the top?"

Shang Zixuan saw the change of attitude of everyone, his mood was no longer as calm as before, and his eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen in a fierce battle with Yin Yuanchen, secretly looking for an opportunity to shoot.

Previously, it was Zhang Ruochen's own claim to be the Lord of the Ten Realms and to fight all the monks who participated in the Battle of the Ten Realms, so even if everyone joined hands to deal with him, it was reasonable.

No matter what the purpose of Zhang Ruochen's various provocations is, as long as he is killed, it will naturally end all this.

Not to mention Shang Zixuan, even Nan Sheng moved in search of a chance to kill Zhang Ruochen with a single blow.

Yin Yuanchen, of course, saw the purpose of Shangzi Xu and Nan Sheng, sneered in his heart, and screamed: "If your skills stop here, this time next year will be your sacrifice day."

Yin Yuanchen's eyebrows, the 40 trillion Dao Dao rule flew out, enveloped a thousand miles, and turned into a Dao realm.

In the Tao realm, a Tenjin tree grows, the leaves are the prototype world, and the fruits are the prototype planet. The ancient breath from Minggu is integrated with a domineering force in Yin Yuanchen's bloodline.

Zhang Ruochen's pressure increased greatly, realizing that Yin Yuanchen was finally going to use his true skills.

In the final analysis, Yin Yuanchen is not a pan-general, but a Yuanhui-level genius, even if it is as stunning as Yan Wushen ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ without breaking into the supreme realm, he will be suppressed by death.

"Dao Yu? I do too! Yin Yuanchen, you are really strong, a rare opponent, and the first monk to force me to exhibit Dacheng Tao Yu."

Zhang Ruochen stood beneath the tree of Tongtian God, and the air of chaos oozed from his feet.

"Oh!"

Zhang Ruochen flew countless holy rules in his body and flocked in all directions.

The eyes of all the monks present were all looking towards Zhang Ruochen. Want to see how many holy rules he had cultivated? Does it have the strength to fight courtesy with Yin Yuanchen?

Including some gods, all stared at them.

Zhang Ruochen is an incalculable person, and he hides himself very deeply. Even if they did not personally investigate, even they do not yet know what level this little guy in the Holy Land is?

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