The world of 　　yanyan **** is a sea of ​​three colors, densely covered with regular **** patterns.

　　 The surrounding temperature rose instantly.

Sijia blood ancestor coldly snorted: "What are you afraid of? That old guy's mental power is only at the beginning of the seventy-fourth stage. Any one of us can beat him. Seeing our four gods appear together, he might be scared. Two strands trembled, avoiding it, where would you dare to show up?"

Galinan looked arrogant and said: "That's right, with this seat's cultivation base, to defeat a witch horse who has been a **** for a thousand years, why do you have to be so strenuous like him? If the old guy shows up, he will definitely let him see the order. The power of kendo defeats him within ten swords."

　　 Sijia Blood Progenitor and Jia Linnan are both experienced generations, not really defiant, or despising opponents.

　　 The reason for saying those words just now is not only to excite Zhang Ruochen who is hiding in the dark, but also the true thoughts in their hearts, demonstrating unparalleled confidence.

　　Who can become a true god, who is not the one who is not amazing in the Holy Land? Not much weaker than Wuma Nine Elements.

　　 Wuma Jiu Xing has only cultivated for a thousand years. They have been in the divine realm and have been cultivating for tens of thousands of years, even 100,000 years. Even though they are all middle-level gods, their cultivation base is much deeper than that of Wuma Jiuxing, and the confidence in his heart is naturally like a rock and indestructible.

　　 Sijia blood ancestor took out the blood knife of the supreme sacred instrument level, and instantly a sea of ​​blood evolved under his feet.

　　 Jia Linnan took out the Supreme Sacred Artifact level war sword.

　　 On the sword, the power of light flashes, and the lines of flow order.

　　 verbally despise the enemy, psychologically, but pay attention to the enemy, not to be negligent.

　　Many gods don’t have supreme sacred objects, but if a true **** who has cultivated for tens of thousands of years hasn’t refined even a supreme sacred object, it would be a shame.

The elven **** Kailan Feili has a handsome face, her long hair is neatly combed, carrying a bow and arrow, and said: "Don’t forget, the stone tripod on the old guy’s body is extraordinary. Nine Worlds of Wuma is not so much. To be killed by him is better to be killed by the Sanskrit and Yinxuetian pictures on the stone ding."

　　 "Haha! This seat is coming, and what you want to take is his stone tripod. With that stone tripod, this seat can kill the gods in the future." Sijia blood ancestor smiled wildly.

　　 Yanshen knelt down, studying the traces on the ground, and the lines of the spatial array, staring straight at the gate of the temple, his pupils burning like fireballs.

Zhang Ruochen, standing in the star gate Fukun array, looked at Yanshen and sighed in his heart: "Those who can step into the realm of the gods are really smart people. It is difficult to hide in front of them. ."

　　 Zhang Ruochen knew that he couldn't hide, so he stepped out of the formation.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 At the gate, there are spatial fluctuations.

　　 The four great gods moved their faces, suppressed their smiles, and fully guarded.

　　 I saw that the white-haired old man walked out of the invisible space, as if he hadn't heard what they had said before, not at all angry, and said, "Are you here looking for an old man?"

　　 The four gods thought about various possibilities.

　　 For example, the old guy made a sneak attack, or fled immediately, or continued to hide.

　　 But, unexpectedly, he walked out swaggeringly.

　　 Sijia blood ancestors started straight to the point, and said in a deep voice: "Yes! We are here for the Tianzun Baosha, old guy, hand over the things!"

　　 "The old man, you all are the gods of the heaven faction. To be honest, the old man has a deep relationship with the heaven faction and does not want to be your enemy." Zhang Ruochen said.

　　 The Sijia blood ancestor didn't have so much patience and was ready to shoot directly.

Yanshen stopped him, secretly transmitting: "The other party is strong in spirit. Any one of us may be sure to defeat him. However, if we want to keep him and kill him, even if the four of us work together, we are not sure enough. ."

　　 Sijia blood ancestor temporarily resisted killing intent.

　　 Yanshen smiled, bowed his hand to Zhang Ruochen, and said, "It turns out to be a friend of the Heavenly Realm faction, and he almost hurt himself by mistake."

Zhang Ruochen snorted: "The old man and the magic pupil are the best friends. The old man and Yin Yuanchen used to have a happy relationship with each other, but they were forgotten friends. The old man pointed out that the fairy Lianxi of the Temple of Light is an important teacher in her life. "

　　 "That's how it is, that's how it is."

　　 Yanshen quickly dismissed it, saying: "However, the magic pupil is a **** of death of the gods, and has nothing to do with the faction of the heavens."

　　Kalanfeili said: "Since your Excellency is a friend of the heaven faction, it is better to hand the Tianzun Baosha to me and wait. Everyone shakes hands and makes peace. Isn't everyone happy?"

　　 "Exactly." Yanshen nodded.

　　 "Okay! The old man put the Tianzun veil in the temple, please follow me."

　　 Zhang Ruochen took the lead and walked towards the gate of the temple.

　　 The four gods stopped moving.

　　 How shrewd they are, how can they believe that the other party would give away the heavenly treasure so easily?

　　Furthermore, their gods are powerful, and they have been carefully investigated for a long time, knowing that the location of the temple gate has a spatial formation.

　　 "What's wrong with everyone? Don't you believe the old man?" Zhang Ruochen stopped suddenly and looked back.

　　 Yanshen smiled: "It's better to go in by yourself, take out the Tianzun yarn and give it to us."

　　 Jia Linnan had a cold tone, and said, "Yes, if your Excellency is really sincere, you will offer Tianzun Baosha with both hands. At the swordsman, we can intercede for you."

　　 "After all, you just can't trust the old man."

Zhang Ruochen sighed for a long time, and said: "The old man regards you as friends, but you are always on guard against the old man. Are the gods of the heaven faction like this? It seems that rising stars like Yin Yuanchen and Fairy Lianxi are better than you. The gods of the older generation are so outstanding."

　　 Immediately afterwards, he said: "Have you ever thought about it, if the old man is unwilling to give you Tianzun Baosha. Once you enter the temple, you will definitely not come out. Then, will you still go in?"

　　 The four gods communicate with each other through sound transmission.

　　 "The old guy's all kinds of excuses must be because he doesn't want to hand over the heavenly treasure yarn. Don't listen to him anymore, just shoot and kill him." Galinan said.

　　 Yan Shen said: "Don't act rashly! At present, we still don't know whether the Tianzun Baosha was on his body or was hidden by him."

　　 "This stalemate is not a way!" Kailan Feili said.

　　 "I will follow him in."

Sijia blood ancestor continued: "No matter what tricks he wants to play, he is only a spiritual god, and his physical power is limited. When necessary, at such a close distance, he can split his body from the heart of God in a moment. In two halves. The blood knife fell, enough to **** the blood away from him, causing him to die."

　　 "I think it's OK! In close combat, Sijia blood ancestor's combat power among the middle gods is definitely at the top level, killing a spiritual god, such as a pig and dog." Galinan said.

　　 After a while, the Sijia Blood Ancestor carried the blood knife and walked out, smiling: "Old sir, this seat will come in with you. Go, lead the way!"

　　 One hand of the Sijia blood ancestor pressed Zhang Ruochen's shoulder.

　　 The world of the gods unfolded and turned into a sea of ​​blood, covering Zhang Ruochen.

　　 If not, I still don’t know where the Tianzun Baosha is. The Sijia Blood Ancestor can’t wait to split Zhang Ruochen’s body with a stab at this moment, and go to the Sword God Realm to visit Dao Zun with his spiritual heart.

　　 Seeing the Sijia blood ancestor so cautious, not only restrained the white-haired old man, but also enveloped the world of the gods, it was absolutely foolproof. Yan Shen breathed a sigh of relief, his worries disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face.

　　 A place not far from here.

Bai Qing'er's figure, wrapped in black gauze, stood on the top of the crimson hill, watching Zhang Ruochen and Sijia blood ancestor disappear into the gate of the temple ~lightnovelpub.net~ sighed quietly: "The world There will be no more Sijia blood ancestors!"

　　 Next to her, stood a three-foot-tall emerald tortoise.

　　The main body of the Turtle Lord is the space emerald that has been deposited for hundreds of millions of years. The trip to the original temple has survived a catastrophe. After a thousand years of training with the Xinghai angler and Bai Qinger, he has returned to the wilderness and has now stepped into the gods.

　　 There are countless benefits from Xinghai anglers.

　　 It stammered: "Aunt...Aunt...Girl, yes...Is...Is it? I underestimated the Sijia...A blood ancestor..."

"If it is elsewhere, with the profound cultivation of the Sijia blood ancestors, let alone Zhang Ruochen can't kill him. Even if I make the shots myself, I am not sure about it. But here, in the shadowy nine formations arranged by Master Fang Cun, he It is bound to die."

Bai Qinger gently shook her head and said: "I thought that the four gods of the Heavenly Realm faction were enough to pose a huge threat to Zhang Ruochen, and when they forced him into death, they stimulated his will to survive. But now it seems that in talent They are several levels behind Zhang Ruochen, and they cannot pose a threat to Zhang Ruochen at all."

　　 "Shang...shang...shanghong..." said the turtle king.

　　 Bai Qing'er knew what it wanted to say, and said, "What kind of character is Shang Hong? How can he easily enter the game? He won't come."

　　

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