It is not an easy task to completely kill a spiritual deity and destroy mental thoughts.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword was suppressed on Nan Sheng, and thousands of sword qi flew out, turning his body into a blood mist, which was refined by Zhang Ruochen's net fire.

Rune, with rune spirit.

This Moyang Rune can only be regarded as just reaching the rune level, and the wisdom of the inner rune is limited, but it is only subject to the Nansheng. The power of Fu Ling probably reached the level of a semi-god, and it was impossible to urge it if he did not cultivate enough.

It took Zhang Ruochen a lot of time to refine Fu Ling.

Looking at the exquisite black jade rune in his hand, Zhang Ruochen secretly said: "With this rune, even against the true god, there is a power to fight."

Previously, even if Zhang Ruochen's mental strength reached the peak of the 70th order, he still could not contend with the rune. It was the Nan Sheng that first hit the battle, and the power of the rune was greatly reduced before it was able to win.

In the final analysis, it is not that the Divine Rune is weak, but that the Southern Saint is weak.

The rune is in his hands, Zhang Ruochen is confident and can explode with greater power.

Zhang Ruochen inspected the injury of the sea water. She had a golden body protector, and the injury was not serious. The Buddha in her body was alive, but the Holy Spirit was shocked and temporarily fainted.

The battle sounds of Feng Chen and Shen Si are getting farther and farther away.

It should be that Feng Chen, the sword god, led Gui Sisi away!

Fengchen Sword God must be one of the nine emperors of Kunlun Realm, the sword emperor Xuehongchen. Then, his appearance in the deserted and abandoned city will be a powerful foreign aid force. Zhang Ruochen is not enemies on all sides and has no helpers.

"Uh!"

A dark shadow flew from a distance, stepped on the golden Buddha wall, constantly changing his figure.

Finally, fell beside Zhang Ruochen.

It was a black man wearing a black robe and a black cloak, exuding a cold temperament, looking at the ancient sword of Shen Yuan in the blood mist and **** fire. In the blood mist, there was still the scream of Nan Sheng.

Xiaohei came here to follow Zhang Ruochen's induction.

It said in surprise: "You actually killed Nan Sheng, this guy is not a small start. You have a big deal!"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, even if I don't kill him, Tiannan Life and Death Market still wants to kill me." Zhang Ruochen seemed very indifferent.

"what!"

Little Black stared at Zhang Ruochen's bare chest.

The light of Buddha in Zhang Ruochen's body is extremely bright, enough to compare with the golden Buddha walls around him. At the chest, the position of the Buddha's relics was merged, and it was extremely dazzlingly bright.

Even across the black cloak, Zhang Ruochen could sense Xiaohei's hot eyes.

"Good buddha spirit, is this the relic left by the old bald donkey of Xumi, right? God, the legendary relic of the Buddha, the emperor finally saw this supreme treasure."

The cold temperament of Xiao Hei's body was broken in an instant, and he stretched his hand and touched it in Zhang Ruochen's chest, and his mouth seemed to flow out of Harazi.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed his wrist and pushed it away.

"Don't you, are you right? Give me one. What's our relationship? Don't you feel reluctant? Don't tell me it's gone!" Xiao Hei said extremely excitedly.

Buddha relics, Zhang Ruochen still has six, but of course not to be reluctant to send them.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Give you, you can't refine it! You have the bloodline of the undead blood clan in your body, and there is no cultivation of Buddhism."

"Who said that the emperor did not practice Buddhism?"

Little Black folded his hands, radiating Buddha light all over his body, and flew the black cloak on his head to reveal a round, furry cat head.

Really kind of, a sacred breath.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Come on, the monk suppressed you for 100,000 years, and gave you a relic, which is also a compensation. But, you have to promise me one thing!"

"Don't say one thing, ten things will do." Xiao Hei quickly said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "In the future, it is not allowed to randomly call the name of the holy monk.

"Okay, okay, the seven ancestors, the seven ancestors have boundless dharma, they have a lot of magical powers, and they shine in the world." Xiaohei Shunkou said so.

‘“Wait for leaving the dark abyss and give you again.”

"why?"

"Can you refine the Buddha's relics is still an unknown number, and giving you one is just for you to use for understanding. Now for you, you will only make a mistake."

"Okay, then, don't be fooled."

The vision of the holy monk Xuma is "the **** of empty hearts."

Zhang Ruochen knows that he has no ability to help him complete this vision, which is also a vision that no one can completely. However, he can do his best to do something meaningful, so that there will be less hatred, killing and sorrow in the world.

It is easier said than done, but it is difficult.

Around him, there needs to be some strong support.

Although Xiaohei is often unreliable, it will definitely stand by him when he is really needed.

Just like the dark abyss this time, it was actually very dangerous, but Xiaohe didn't flinch.

Because Xiao Hei is very clear, how important this trip is to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen believes that even if the monk Xumi is still alive, he hopes to use his relics to cultivate more powerful men. Instead, keep them in boxes.

What little black sensed, a pair of round cat eyes staring somewhere in the space.

"Good divine power fluctuates."

Its voice had just fallen, and the divine world of the empty Tibetan sea was penetrated by a five-colored sword light, and two powerful divine powers broke out from the spot where Xiaohe had just stared.

"Boom!"

I don't know how many rules of God's pattern and sword qi, impacted in all directions.

Hidden in the sea and the figure of Prajna, they appeared one after another and landed on the ground.

Prajna, holding the scepter of destiny, and the colorful stone sword, wearing Bailongming Emperor's Armor, was at the zenith, pushing Xiaohei and Zhang Ruochen back. In the hands of Zhang Ruochen, he held the seawater fainting.

Half of the gods in the empty sea and the sea were infested with blood, and apparently suffered a great loss.

He sneered again and again, saying: "His Royal Highness is worthy of being the representative of this Yuanhui. He is so powerful that this **** is defeated and convinced. However, the fall of Gai Lin God and Master Yu Tian, ​​the temple of destiny must give an account to the dead. At that time, I hope that Her Royal Highness will still have today's style."

"Not only Gai Lin Shenjiang and Yu Tianshi, but Nan Sheng is also dead! I killed everything I killed."

Zhang Ruochen handed over the sea water to Xiaohei, and while speaking, he was carrying the mighty power of Prajna's body and walked over and said, "Injustice has a head, and debt has a master. Even the dead, the temple of death, and the Tiannan life and death market think To avenge my revenge, this is nothing to do with the Prajna goddess. Every word I say is true and true."

"Uh!"

Shen Yuan Gu Jian completely killed Nan Sheng, and flew back to Zhang Ruochen's hands.

Prajna looked at Zhang Ruochen step by step and walked towards the empty sea, and there was a hidden worry in his heart, feeling that Zhang Ruochen was too rash. The opponent is a neutral god. Even though her combat power is far superior to the empty sea, she is very cautious in confrontation and does not dare to underestimate the enemy.

When she was about to pull Zhang Ruochen back, her face suddenly changed.

Opposite, where the empty sea is willing to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a rapid explosion erupted into a divine light, a boxing towards Zhang Ruochen who was approaching.

For such a close distance, for the gods, it was just an instant.

Prajna screamed and rushed to Zhang Ruochen.

Xiaohe threw the sea water backwards, his mouth growled and rushed forward.

However, it was too late.

Hidden in the empty sea is a punch, hitting Zhang Ruochen's chest.

True God's punch, once hit, the stars have to burst, not to mention Zhang Ruochen?

"Zhang Ruochen, you are looking for your own way of death, no wonder the gods." Kongli Zanghai so sneered.

However, the smile on his face only lasted for an instant, and then gradually turned into horror. Because he found Zhang Ruochen's body, one by one appeared.

"boom!"

Zhang Ruochen and Kong Haizang's body flew backwards at the same time.

The difference is that the empty sea and the Tibetan sea were attacked by Zhang Ruochen's body of Buddhism. The god's body was torn apart and the bones were broken.

Although Zhang Ruochen spit out a sip of blood, he was not seriously injured, and he was caught by Ban Ruo, who was catching up from behind, dissolving all the impact.

Zhang Ruochen's palm, pressed against the painful chest, smiled.

Just now, the moment he suffered a punch in the empty sea, his mental strength was rapidly increasing, but unfortunately, he did not break through to the seventy-one level.

The true God is not so easily killed.

The empty sea and the sea re-condensed the **** body, and immediately performed the secret technique of burning **** blood, UU reading www. uukanshu.com escaped quickly. He didn't dare to stay even with a ruthless word, for fear of falling into a siege.

"What is the situation, the empty sea and the sea are the central gods, how to hit you, but torn yourself apart?"

Xiaohei touched Zhang Ruochen's chest again.

Prajna has been staring at Zhang Ruochen's chest, and also stretched out a long jade finger, and touched it up, saying: "It is these Buddhist scriptures, it is the power of the Buddha's relics."

What Xiaohe thought of, quickly withdrew his hand and said, "The emperor understands that these Buddhist scriptures are the Sanskrit Sanskrit. The power is as strong as the celestial lines of the powerful of the heavens. Zhang Ruochen, you are now With a celestial body protector, it's no different from a hedgehog, whoever hits you is unlucky!"

"Not so strong, would you like to try me?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Xiaohe shook his head hard, far away from Zhang Ruochen.

Prajna looks serious, saying: "The seven ancestors Sanskrit should have escaped from the relics of the Buddha, which is indeed not trivial. However, it does not mean that you can be fearless."

"Like just now, although the empty sea and the sea were torn apart, but they also hurt you with a punch, but it was not too bad. However, if the **** who shot is much higher than the empty sea, you may not be able to carry it. live."

"And, once the other party knows that you have the San Zu Sanskrit bodyguard, you won't choose to attack you close."

Zhang Ruochen said: "I understand! Only his own strength is really powerful. Otherwise, once again encountering the empty sea, he only needs to use a net-like treasure to capture me."

Xiaohei smiled and said: "Relax, being injured by Sanskrit Sanskrit, even if he is the median god, it is difficult to refine the Buddha's strength in the body. Say not necessarily, it will fall down the injury that can't be cured for life, can't wait When the tribulation of the Yuan Dynasty comes, the heaven and the earth will decline."

"There aren't many Shouyuan in the empty sea and the sea, this time it is estimated that we really have to finish playing."