Walking into the earhole, the surrounding area is magnificent, the Buddha text is ups and downs, the Sanskrit sounds are haunting, like a sacred cave in a Buddhist temple, not like in a corpse.

Walking on the ground, there is endless echo.

The seawater is bowing all the way, full of respect for the Yunqing ancient Buddha.

"Wow!"

There was a sound of water flowing.

A three-foot wide golden stream flows under Zhang Ruochen's feet. The water contains rich mysterious power, which is many times more precious than the blood of the gods. Once taken out, it can be sold for a very high price.

This is the cultivation resource that the gods are eager to obtain, and it is the alchemy material dreamed of by the Taoist Master and the Master.

God respects material and value.

Zhang Ruochen did not fetch it, and the sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, a coolness floated, and the body was cold all over.

More than fifty feet ahead, a figure in a gray robe appeared, with a silver pattern on his face, hands on his chest, a pair of completely black eyes, watching Zhang Ruochen and the sea water.

"not good."

In Zhang Ruochen's mind, this thought had just been born, but he found that there were dense patterns of dense patterns under his feet, the top of his head, and the four walls.

The air of death with divinity filled this space.

"Uh!"

The gray robe figure arrived in front of Zhang Ruochen in an instant, and the metal palm was pressed out, and there was a grisly wolf head in the palm. The wolf head seemed to come alive, making a trembling noise.

The wolf howling can deter the monk's holy spirit, chaos his mind, and break his spirit.

How quickly Zhang Ruochen reacted, the masculinity in his body exploded, his body was like a red hot iron, the sound of dragon chanting in his arm, and the ghost of dragon soul pouring out from his arm.

"Boom!"

Two palms fight together.

Two energies surged, but such a powerful force impacted on the golden Buddha wall beside it, without any damage to the Buddha wall. Instead, a lot of power is absorbed by the Buddhist scriptures on the wall of the Buddha.

The figures of Zhang Ruochen and Grey Robe retreated backwards, but where the sea water could withstand such a strong power fluctuation, the delicate and delicate body, like the remnants of the wind, flew away along the passage and into the distance.

"Boom!"

She crashed against the wall of the golden Buddha and fell down, with a spit of golden Buddha blood in her mouth, and her body was crumbling.

Fortunately, she refined the golden body of the true Buddha, otherwise, she changed to a demigod pinnacle, stood so close, and withstood the impact of the pseudo-god level. Even if she didn't die, she would have to lose half her life.

Zhang Ruochen quickly backed away, intending to collect the seawater into the inner space of the hidden mountain mirror.

However, he was surprised to find that no single space could be opened in the body of Yunqing Ancient Buddha.

God's body is the most solid place in the universe.

The seawater inspired the Vulcan armor again, with a pretty face, and said, "Brother Ruchen, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

The gray robe on the opposite side snorted: "It's really nowhere to be found after breaking through the iron shoes. It has to come without any effort. Unexpectedly, you Zhang Ruochen took the initiative to come to the door."

Zhang Ruochen had observed him carefully just now, and said, "The dead tribe Gai Lin Shenjiang. Unexpectedly, your dead tribe also sent monks to the dark abyss."

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen looked at the upstream of the golden stream.

I saw a white-haired pseudo-god wearing a plum blossom white mask, standing on the golden water, covered with gray mist, full of death, like a ghost.

On this false god, Zhang Ruochen felt an extremely dangerous breath.

The other party seemed to be attacking mental power all the time, making Zhang Ruochen's heart hurt.

"How do you call it?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The white-haired false **** wearing a plum white mask said, "Tiannan, rain."

"The false **** from Tiannan." Zhang Ruochen was alert.

Tiannan is a first-class spiritual power holy place in the world of hell. It is mysterious. How can the pseudo-god coming out of it be just a pseudo-god?

Mental power should be the most terrible place.

Even if it is the first-class pseudo-god in the lower third, Zhang Ruochen will not be afraid, but he is quite afraid of the mentally strong pseudo-god.

After all, his mental strength is only sixty-nine and a half now.

"Cough!"

The cough sounded.

There were only two sounds, but they were extremely harsh, like a steel needle piercing the eardrum.

The third figure appeared!

It is a dead spirit with two heads, one is an old human head, and the other is a white cat head. With his hands on his back, he appeared beside Gai Lin.

His voice hoarsely said: "The dead race came to the Dark Abyss, originally wanted to see, the Prajna goddess, Lord Xia, and the Tiangemu of the Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm, and the Dark Abyss Yan, made such a big movement. , Why? Unexpectedly, you Zhang Ruochen had not yet died and hit us, which was a surprise."

In Zhang Ruochen's view, the scene changed dramatically.

The golden Buddha wall is invisible, there is no golden stream, and the gray is in front of the eyes, the earth extends infinitely, and there are hills.

Not illusion.

Where can Illusion deceive Zhang Ruochen?

However, it was precisely because, instead of illusion, Zhang Ruochen's face became extremely dignified, saying, "The world of God Realm! Your Excellency, is actually a true God."

Only the true **** can cultivate the world of gods.

However, Prajna, Gu Shejing, and Wujiang have just become gods, and they have not yet cultivated the divine world. Otherwise, their combat power will rapidly increase a lot, not only at this level.

There was no fear on the surface of the sea, and he said: "Brother Ruochen, I explode the holy source, breaking the world of the gods and helping you get out."

The old head of the dead real **** hiding the sea in the sky, laughed: "This **** has been practicing in the **** realm for 90,000 years, and has reached the level of the median god. Also want to break my divine world? The pseudo-god blew up the source of the gods, maybe it would also make the **** despised by two points."

Gai Lin God said: "Zhang Ruochen would rather enjoy it. This little nun is so beautiful and beautiful, it is better to capture her and give it to Master Nansheng?"

The empty sea nodded gently.

Everything in the divine world is controlled by the true god.

"Wow!"

The ground sank beneath the seawater, and the soil turned into a claw, grabbing her legs and pulling her down.

Zhang Ruochen propped up the eternal world, spread fourteen gold wings on his back, grasped the left wrist of the seawater, and soared upward.

A purple lightning flashed over the sky, breaking out like a peerless sword to Zhang Ruochen's chest.

The magic mirror of Zangshan flew out, facing the lightning with a mirror.

"Boom!"

The magic mirror of Zangshan flew out and hit Zhang Ruochen and the sea. The two simultaneously fell to the ground and rolled together.

The bottom of the ground was split, and the two of them lost weight and fell down into the abyss.

Both Gai Lin Shenjiang and Yu Tianshi showed a smile.

Even if Zhang Ruochen was stronger in the dunya, he still didn't have any power to fight back when he met the true god. From the beginning to the end, Kongli Zanghai stood on the spot without moving.

In the divine world, he is invincible.

"Hey!"

Kongli Zanghai read out like this, the three-foot wide ground was closed, and Zhang Ruochen and the sea water were suppressed in the world of gods.

"Let him Zhang Ruochen have the ability to turn upside down. When he meets the true God of the Tibetan Sea, he still can't turn over any waves." Gai Linshen will laugh with such a smile.

Kongli Zanghai smiled and said, "This is in the body of the Buddha's deity. The power of the divine world is limited, so it is so troublesome. If it is outside, Zhang Ruochen does not say that he is fighting, just want to move his finger, move It’s not as easy as going to the sky."

...

The Qingqing, the pseudo-god of the Nether Temple, is a third- and third-class pseudo-god. He wears a white coat and looks like a scribe, looking into the world of the gods in the distance.

Beside him, there stood a black hairy beast, like a lion.

The mouth of the black lion **** beast said, "What is Master Lady Zen doing? Everywhere in an empty sea, she can shoot dead with her hand over. Why is she staying with Zhang Ruochen and deliberately pretending to be very weak? ?"

"Who knows, how can we think about her strong thinking at that level?" Jiang Qingdao said.

The Black Lion Divine Beast said: "Shall we shoot?"

"Mr. Ruozen really wants to plan something on Zhang Ruochen. At this moment, we really should have shot. These guys from the dead family really don't open their eyes."

Qing Qing nodded and was about to shoot. Suddenly, there was a shock on his face.

...

In the world of gods.

A space wormhole appeared, Zhang Ruochen and seawater stepped on the back of the space chaotic bug and appeared in the air.

The three dead gods were shocked.

In the divine world, can you shuttle freely?

Hidden in the empty sea, he laughed and said: "This is the legendary chaotic worm in space. UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not expect that you Zhang Ruochen was really feeding it. Good! This worm, the **** wanted!"

Hidden in the sea, the sea detective grabbed it.

Suddenly, dense ruled patterns appeared around Zhang Ruochen's body. At the same time, the power of the heaven and earth of the whole divine world pressed against him, as if to crush his body.

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the whole body of Qi, and injected Alohan white beads.

"Wow!"

The white bead shines like a blazing sun.

All the ruled **** patterns were dispelled, and even the divine world of the hidden sea in the air was like a burnt picture, breaking a hole.

Zhang Ruochen pulled the sea water, rushed out of the divine world of the empty sea, and flew quickly downstream of the golden stream. Fourteen golden wings fought against the wind, and the speed was extremely fast.

"That is……"

Kongli Zanghai noticed the extraordinaryness of Arahant Baizhu and shouted, "Catch! Can't let them escape."

"Tibetan God, who is this going to chase?"

Qing came out and stood by the golden stream, intercepting the empty Tibetan sea.

Kongli Zanghai's eyes sank, and said: "Your Nether Palace has also chased here, why, also want to seize the treasure on Zhang Ruochen's body?"

"Yes indeed!"

Qing Qing does not deny this at all.

Although Zangli Zanghai is the true **** and the neutral god, Jiang Qing is not afraid of him.

Because when the sea is hidden, the gods are only two condensed planets, even if they have been practicing for 90,000 years, the combat power is far inferior to the prajna and the gods who have not yet cultivated the world of gods.

But Jiang Qing is a one-for-one existence in the false **** of the Nether Palace.

"You chase Zhang Ruochen, and hand Qing to the **** to clean up."

Hidden in the open sea to release the world of divine realm, pulled Qing into it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gai Lin Shenjiang and Yu Tianshi pursued the lower reaches of the golden stream.