"It is the Celestial Master of the Yanlu tribe."

"It's really pushing down the wall. Everyone should be taking this matter to completely draw the line with Zhang Ruochen. There is a good show!"

"If the Yan Luo clan completely abandoned Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen could only live under the wings of the blood-dead war **** in his life. How humble, like a silkworm in a trapped cocoon."

...

Yan Zexian's voice spread very far, attracting the monks of all ethnic groups in the Sansheng world.

This matter is of great significance.

Many monks want to grasp the first-hand news, but also want to see Zhang Ruochen lose his power.

A monk who was jealous of Zhang Ruochen couldn't help singing: "Seeing him rise from a high building, seeing his banquet guests, I have all seen his worldly spirit, seeing his building collapse! Haha!"

The better the person, the more people want to see him look bad.

Yan Zexian came alone, her body glowing brightly, and she was dusty, but no one could see her appearance, like the mountain in the mist, the lake locked in smoke, and the immortal rhythm that was expected but not immediate.

Although everyone in the world knows that she is old with Zhang Ruochen, and she also gave birth to a daughter for Zhang Ruochen, but such a mysterious and noble gesture still makes many monks yearn for.

She has not started counting yet.

The defensive formation of the mansion opened a corner.

Blood Tu came out from the inside, with a burly body and a familiar smile, saluting: "Have seen the sister-in-law, don't come unharmed."

"Who is your sister-in-law? Don't smile in front of me. Where is Zhang Ruochen, let him come out for me." Yan Zexian was cold and merciless, but her voice was extremely beautiful.

What kind of characters are Blood Tu, standing at the top of the dunya, even if the direct lineage of the Yan Luo tribe?

I give you a smiley face, and you refrain from giving face to me when you say cold words to me.

You don't give me face, why do I give you face?

Xue Tu's face sank, rather unkindly, and said, "My brother, is a secular myth. There has never been anyone else to visit him, how can he be allowed to come out and see you?"

"Okay! I went in to see him. I wanted to see if he could bear my worship."

The phantom flashed.

A three-foot rune pen appeared in Yan Zexian's hands, his long sleeves lifted up, and he stroked in the air.

A mysterious rune appeared in front of the nib, and turned into an arc of light, slashing toward the blood slaughter with great energy.

Initially, Blood Tu didn't take Yan Zhexian into his eyes.

However, the tenets of the rune formed the strength of the field, attracting the spirit of heaven and earth to gather in it.

"This is you……"

Blood Tu was shocked in his heart, his body bent and his knees sank, and his hands formed a mysterious seal.

In the Indian method, a phantom of a phoenix appeared, and a dazzling light burst out. In the distance, the onlookers were screaming, blood dripping from their eyes, and nine out of ten were blind.

"Boom."

Runebreak smashed the phantom of the Phoenix and struck the blood slaughter.

Blood Tu's burly body flew out like a shell, hitting the defensive array light curtain behind him.

Fortunately, the area around the mansion where Zhang Ruochen lived was engraved with the inscription of the Great Saint and the **** pattern. Otherwise, the fight between the two of them will definitely cause devastating disasters to the surrounding creatures.

Even so, there were still cracks on the ground, and the plants became fly ash.

A rundown.

Yan Zexian attacked the second strike, the rune pattern was more delicate, and he wanted to forcibly break through the defensive formation.

This rune was transformed into a thunderbolt light ball with a diameter of about ten, suspended above the mansion, and every light beam released was like a sword.

When the blood slaughter was repelled, the monks of all ethnic groups in the **** world exclaimed.

"The Sixty-nine and a half-height Heavenly Master of Spiritual Power cannot be the opponent of the Blood Slaughtering Son."

"It's a god. Master Zianxian must have been a spiritual god. Only a spiritual **** can have such terrible power."

"Fu Dao Tianshi with spiritual power? No wonder when Fu Lu was born, I felt like the sky was falling and my soul seemed to be sucked away."

"Since Heavenly Master Zhexian has become a god, even if Zhang Ruochen is a secular myth, he can only lean down his proud head."

"Boom!"

The sound of buzz is constant.

The formation of this mansion was arranged by Zhang Ruochen and the masters of the night tour, fusing the power of space. That is why, even if Yan Zexian took a divine attitude and used the means of the heavenly master to launch an attack, it was difficult to break the formation in a short time.

"Wow!"

In the mansion, a sword light rose into the sky, such as Bai Hongguan, hitting the Heavenly Master Rune in the form of a thunderball.

The space shook violently.

Rune patterns shattered, the thunder ball burst, and turned into a ray of tiny electric light. Fairy scattered flowers generally fell to those monks who watched the bustle.

Suddenly, another screaming sounded.

Note that this is the power of the gods.

Even if it's just stupidity, it's not an ordinary Dasheng.

They immediately understood that this was Zhang Ruochen's warning, and fled quickly one by one. At the same time, I also realized that secular myths cannot be offended, at least, they are not qualified to offend.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the mansion, withdrew the ancient sword of Shen Yuan flying in the sky, looked at Yan Zexian, who was standing opposite him, and smiled like a beautiful dust.

As Zhang Ruochen walked out, the broken earth condensed.

The grass and trees that disappeared from the sky were re-grown from the soil, and the leaves were like jadeite, and the flowers were like jade carvings.

"girl?"

Yan Zexian played with the pen in his hand and said, "You can't see it, I'm a **** now? Don't talk nonsense, where is Yinger?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at the distance and said, "Since the girl of Fenxian has reached the divine state, she should have the dignity of the spirit. We are here, talking about such common things, and striking out at the same time, not afraid of being laughed at. ?"

Yan Zexian is naturally not afraid of any monk jokes.

After all, with Zhang Ruochen, she has been joking for thousands of years.

"Please inside." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Zexian finally converged his emotions and entered the mansion with Zhang Ruochen.

Blood Tu climbed up from the ground, but he was not injured, but was somewhat disgraced and said: "Brother, after all, it is Brother, then Yan Zexian is in hell, he doesn't take anyone's eyes at all, and now his spiritual power becomes god, The elder lady’s temper may be even greater. However, when she meets her brother, she seems unable to express her temper."

Blood Tu would naturally not be as short-sighted as other monks. He didn't believe it at all. If Zhang Ruochen was so perverted, he would not be able to survive God's Tribulation.

Therefore, even if various rumors were heard outside, Blood Tu didn't dare to have a heart that despised Zhang Ruochen.

Of course, the main reason is that Zhang Ruochen cannot be beaten.

Entering the mansion, Zhang Ruochen said: "Sansheng Boundary Rules, monks above the level of the Saints cannot fight in the Boundary."

"The offenders will be fined, and the Holy Stone will be fined."

"Come on, kill."

"Gods need to increase sin even more."

The power of Yan Zexian exploded, and a pattern of gods spread out under his feet, stepping on the ground and sinking downwards. The tone was threatening, saying: "Will Master Ruchen, how do you plan to deal with the god?"

Zhang Ruochen was not afraid of Divine Prestige and said: "Although you shot before, it did not cause substantial damage. You can punish a thousand **** stones."

Yan Zexian, like the master of the night tour, has a mental strength of the early 70th order.

However, as Fu Dao Tianshi, her combat power is much stronger than the night tour master.

Yan Zexian's tone was cold and said, "I dare to give it, do you dare to ask?"

"Of course I dare! Since the rules have been set, no one can change it." Zhang Ruochen's appearance as a public official made the blood slaughter and Qi Sheng standing in the distance all uneasy.

Yan Zexian nibbled at the shell teeth, a pair of beautiful eyes, glared at Zhang Ruochen for a long time, and said: "There is no shortage of **** stones in the gods, and you have the ability, you will take it yourself."

After saying this, she released her spirit and explored the entire mansion.

"Not found! Ying'er and Kong Le went to the Starfield Battlefield, not in Sansheng Realm." Zhang Ruochen said.

"what did you say?"

Yan Zexian couldn't hold back his anger completely, and walked to Zhang Ruochen, his eyes lighted like electricity, and said: "How dangerous is the star battlefield, how can you be assured that she went there alone?"

"Not alone, her sister walks with her."

Zhang Ruochen was indifferent if she was close, looking at her pair, looking very fierce, and actually had no murderous eyes.

Xue Tu pulled La Qisheng's sleeve and motioned to leave quickly.

"If Ying'er has any difference, you have to take full responsibility."

Yan Zexian turned around and left.

Zhang Ruochen looked at her back and said, "Ying'er has been with me for three years in the world, and you came to look for her. Your mother is not competent at all. She will follow me in the future!"

Yan Zexian, who was planning to rush to the starry sky battlefield immediately heard this, turned around and said, "Don't even think about it! Don't forget that Ying'er is not your daughter at all."

Zhang Ruochen said: "She has my blood, why not?"

"I said no, it was not." Yan Zhexian said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Unfortunately, what you said doesn't count. People in the world, including Ying'er, all know that I am her father. If you tell her that she does not have a father, it is a kind of harm to her."

Yan Zexian frowned, but didn't argue anymore.

Zhang Ruochen's voice was a bit cold, and he asked: "What happened then, you clearly know what is going on, why did you make up a lie saying that I want to kill her who is still in the womb? Have you thought about how I feel?" ? Have you thought about her feelings?"

Yan Zexian lost his mind and lacked confidence, saying, "In those days...you wanted to kill her..."

Zhang Ruochen said: "I don't want to quarrel with you about this matter. Another thing, you Yan Luo clan intentionally conceal Yinger's true origin, let me bear the blame and be her father. I can recognize this point!"

"However, why should I be placed on a condemnation for being unrelenting and abandoned at first?"

Yan Zexian was even more afraid to look at Zhang Ruochen's aggressive eyes~lightnovelpub.net~ Looking at the sacred grass next to him, he whispered in a low voice: "Who told you to suddenly disappear for a thousand years?"

"What are you talking about? Looking at my eyes." Zhang Ruochen roared.

Yan Zexian glared over and said with confidence and courage: "Ying'er kept asking her who was her father when she was a child? What kind of person was her father? Why didn't her father marry me? At first, she could cope with the past. "

"But, you know, the whole **** world almost knows about me and you. As Yinger grows up, she knows a little, and she can't hide it."

"What do you say I should do? I'm tired of making up lies."

"To blame, you can only blame yourself for suddenly disappearing, but also missing for thousands of years."

"For thousands of years, how much effort I have devoted to Ying'er. Finally, she has achieved what she has achieved. Do you want to take her away? I will fight with you to the end."

Zhang Ruochen touched his chin and asked inexplicably: "You haven't answered me yet. Why did you come to her three years later?"