Ying Long, who is pulling the cart, is a pure-blooded beast, now an adult.

The power it exudes is beyond comparison with ordinary false gods. Like a scorching sun, rushing out of the nebula, releasing surging waves of divine energy.

Quartz Shangjun stabilized his figure, standing proudly with his sword, his stone teeth clenched, a pair of stone pupils burning boundless warfare flames, and he coldly shouted: "Nine Witches!"

"Knowing that it is me, you should immediately present the heavenly treasure with both hands."

Wuma Jiuxing flew out of the silver-cloud chariot. His appearance was extraordinary, his posture was as tall as a pine, his long fiery red hair, and a beautiful face like a sword, showing that he can fascinate thousands of women. Masculine charm.

After becoming a **** for more than a thousand years, Wuma Jiuxing has entered the level of a middle god.

The power that he exploded made the space tremble, and the regular **** pattern automatically condensed into countless sword lights, which turned into a bright sea of ​​swords on top of his head.

Not far away, the monk on Yun Fanxing saw not the Sea of ​​Swords.

It is a light brighter than the sun.

In terms of talent, in the same realm, Wuma Jiu Xing can draw a tie with the **** son of the Temple of Destiny.

In terms of wisdom, Bai Qing'er, who is as witty as a demon, almost fell into his hands.

On Yin Ren, as the young master of Qiankun Yiqitang, he has practiced in the **** world for thousands of years without revealing his identity.

In terms of mind, he dared to shout "Destiny is what is cut" in the realm of the Great Sage. Ordinary gods dare not say this.

In front of the quartz Shangjun and Qingxuan Lingshen, he may only be regarded as a descendant of the gods, but who dares to underestimate him?

Yingtian made a knife without cutting the opponent or scabbing.

Wu Ma Jiu Xing did not pull out Ying Tian, ​​but, in the sea of ​​knives hanging above his head, a dense rain of knives flew out and hit the quartz king.

Quartz Shangjun felt terribly depressed, and while waving his sword to resist the rain of swords, he shouted, "Tianzun Baosha is not in my hands. My Lord did not kill Mengsheng."

But, who would believe it?

Qingxuan Lingshen stood aside, and did not make a move, and combined with Wuma Nine Elements to suppress the quartz Shangjun. Did not make a move, united with Quartz Sovereign, to deal with the heavenly enemy of Wuma Jiuxing.

Wouldn't it be better for them to fight and lose out and reap the benefits?

The Nine Elements of Wuma are indeed strong, but the Quartz Lord is not weak. After all, he is a **** who has been a **** for tens of thousands of years, and his background is so profound that he is not comparable to a new **** who has been a **** for thousands of years.

Zhang Ruochen showed no interest in their struggle, stepped on the void and walked away.

In the starry sky, a group of invisible energy spread out, revealing a delicate figure.

He is a disciple of the ancient **** Yulingshen of the Yasha tribe, Lord Ailian, who has only stepped into the gods in the past thousand years. However, he is the supreme genius of the Yasha tribe, who has emerged in the **** world and has become the most amazing figure in this era of the Hundred Clan King City.

Ailian Jun stopped in front of Zhang Ruochen, holding a green fan, smiling warmly: "Until the Tianzun Baosha is not found, it's better for the seniors not to leave."

"If, do I have to go?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Mr. Ai Lian shook his head and said, "This junior is for the sake of seniors! If seniors must leave, then everyone will probably join hands to disrespect seniors first. Why bother?"

"If I want to leave, you will join hands, and what can you do with me?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Huh!"

The white-haired figure disappeared from the eyes of Lord Ailian.

Mr. Ai Lian's eyes changed slightly and looked back. I saw that Zhang Ruochen had appeared 100,000 miles behind him, slowly stepping on the gods' steps, and disappearing into deep space.

"Senior, come back!"

Mr. Ai Lian put out his left hand, and suddenly his expression went wild.

A giant hand of gods spanning hundreds of thousands of miles across the universe, with five fingers opened and closed, trying to grab Zhang Ruochen into the palm of his hand.

Zhang Ruochen still strode forward, without looking back, just waved his sleeve gently.

Suddenly, the giant hand of the gods disappeared, and all the rules of the **** pattern poured back into the body of the love lotus, and shook the love lotus hundreds of thousands of miles away.

"No one wants to leave!"

The stern voice of Wuma Jiuxing seemed to come from the deep sky of the universe, as brilliant as a **** of thunder.

A condensed blade of light condensed in the starry sky in a crescent shape.

The light of the knife flew by, and the space was split and turned into a long and narrow broken zone.

Zhang Ruochen still walked forward, with old footwork, and did not make a move at all.

However, there were stars after another, restrained by his powerful mental power, and flew backward, colliding with the crescent-shaped knife light. These stars, some hundreds of miles in diameter and some thousands of miles in diameter, were chopped into chaos by the light of a knife and flung away behind Zhang Ruochen.

However, none of the rocks could splash on Zhang Ruochen.

The light of the knife was finally washed away by the rain of stars and was consumed invisible.

Qingxuan Lingshen's **** merged, put on his lips and bit through, bleeding out.

The blood-stained finger tapped in the direction where Zhang Ruochen had left, and the powerful mental power burst out, forming a blood-red prison from a million miles away.

The cage is eight thousand li in diameter, like a blood-red planet, covering Zhang Ruochen.

This is the divine method of the dark temple, the blood purgatory hell, and only the gods with extremely strong spiritual power can practice.

"Boom!"

A wooden clapper's voice sounded!

In the blood purgatory prison of eight thousand miles, the sound wave turned into a nine-color avenue flower, which rose from a hundred li to a thousand li, and then to ten thousand li, one hundred thousand li...

The blood purgatory **** has long been broken.

The Quartz Shangjun, Wuma Jiuxing, Ailian Lord, and Qingxuan Lingshen who were chasing past were impacted by the sacred flower of Sonic Avenue, and suddenly the eardrum burst, the soul trembled, the blood boiled, and the internal organs were about to split.

When everything subsides, where is Zhang Ruochen in this star field?

Mr. Ai Lian sighed: "This person has such a strong mental power and a terrible use of spiritual power. Such sound waves have been in harmony with the heavens, and no profound meaning is used, but it seems to be no different from using the profound meaning."

"The profound meaning can only mobilize a single power. But, to me, he seems to be able to mobilize all the forces in the universe. Is it possible that he has mastered the profound meaning of each path? But the spiritual power **** wants to use the profound meaning, isn't it Such an easy thing." Qing Xuan Lingshen said solemnly.

Wuma Jiuxing had deep eyes and said nothing.

Sovereign Quartz: "It's not as mysterious as you think, and the mental power is strong enough to be able to evolve all kinds of mysteries by itself. It's nothing remarkable. How many years have he cultivated, how many years have we cultivated?"

Lu Yi and Ye Manman were already too shocked, they only felt that they had far underestimated the terrible old predecessor.

"The Secret of Yun Fanxing mentioned by the thief, is it him?" Lu Yidao.

Liu Qingcheng said: "The world won't have such a strong **** from the world for no reason. Let's go back to Xinghuantian first. Maybe only the city lord knows who he is."

...

The universe where the heaven is located, and the boundary between the Huangquan Galaxy in the underworld, is very vast.

In the marginal area between Heaven and Hell, from north to south, there are not only the sea of ​​immortality, the royal city of a hundred races, and the dark triangle star field, but further south is the Haishixingwu known as the origin of the universe.

Haishixingwu separates the Southern Universe of Heavenly Court from Huangquan Galaxy.

Between the dark triangle star field and Haishi Xingwu, there is a place that must be mentioned, called "Xinghuantian".

Xinghuantian is an ancient big world, which does not belong to the **** realm, nor does it belong to the heavens. There are many reasons why it can remain neutral.

One is because the major forces of heaven and **** are complicated in Xinghuantian.

The second reason is that in ancient times, Xing Huan Tian gave birth to a god. This is the old place of Tianzun, and there are many secrets hidden, and ordinary gods dare not want to be in this world.

Third, it is because this is the place where the monks from Heaven and Hell go to Haishixingwu. Neither party wanted to destroy this world because of the war, thus cutting off the way to Haishixingwu.

However, if the war between the court and **** broke out today, and the war spread, who can stay out of the matter?

Zhang Ruochen arrived at Xinghuantian at this moment, looking up at the eastern starry sky. I saw that there were dense nebulae, purple-blue, like a sea.

"Sure enough, I still stayed in this star field." Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly and shook his head, while lamenting the vast universe and vast star field.

The scene in the starry sky is almost exactly the same as that seen in the ruins of the saint on that unknown planet decades ago. The only difference is that I only saw a corner.

If you saw more ~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhang Ruochen would have been able to guess that it was Haishixingwu.

Entering Xinghuan Tian, ​​Zhang Ruochen came to an ancient holy city.

It is a real holy city, with great saint lines, **** lines, and road locks densely covered. Those who enter the city are the weakest half saints. Those servants and slaves have good martial arts cultivation skills.

Entering the city, Zhang Ruochen is like a wanderer returning home. He is familiar with the road and arrives outside a magnificent and quiet manor.

The monks guarding the gates of the manor are all cultivation levels of the Saint King realm.

They originally wanted to stop Zhang Ruochen, but after Zhang Ruochen released a ray of mental power, he pressed them down, and the disrespect in his eyes was immediately replaced by fear.

They immediately and respectfully invited Zhang Ruochen in.

"Senior, we are a private garden here and only accept gods. I wonder if your old man has an appointment? Or, we will invite the owner out..."

Zhang Ruochen just stepped forward, but suddenly stopped outside a wooden door with a "Yuyuanxuan" plaque and said, "I want to find someone, right here."

The two guards of the Saint King Realm changed their expressions and quickly said, "Are you friends with the senior?"

"Not a friend, I have never seen it before." Zhang Ruochen said.

The two Saint King Realm guards had pale faces, and one of them said, "It's not possible here. We can't afford to offend the one inside."

Inside the wooden door, a dull but tough voice sounded: "Let him in."

Zhang Ruochen stepped in.

He was chasing the stone energy remaining in Meng Sheng's body, and then, with a trace of mystery and mystery, he found Xing Huantian from the stars all the way from the sky, and then found this manor.

He probably had some guesses as to who the person inside was, but he was not afraid of it, and he pursued it resolutely.

The two guards of the Saint King Realm were so frightened that their legs were weak, and immediately rushed to report to the owner.