"I'll try, or break the formation."

The ancient crow's body was filled with countless regular **** patterns, like a spider web, going in all directions.

Where the regular **** pattern passes, the temperature drops rapidly, and the space almost freezes.

With the cultivation base of the middle **** of the blood slaughter, I actually felt cold and biting, retreating to the distance, and said in my heart: "It is indeed a high god, it is terrible. How many years does the emperor have to cultivate before he can have such cultivation? He is dead, otherwise he should be able to catch up with the crow soon with his sundial practice."

Only the time divine formation can support the divine spirit to cultivate in it.

However, in the universe, the time **** array is so scarce, it is a scarce resource.

Fortunately, there are two temples of destiny, and the new gods do not need to pay the **** stones, and they can cultivate to the realm of middle gods in them for free.

Xu Rulai lined up outside the Time God Formation for decades, waiting for the blood to come out before he could enter the formation for cultivation.

But no matter how powerful the time divine formation is, how can it be compared to a sundial?

"The sundial should have fallen into Chi Yao's hands. As a junior, the emperor should go and ask for it back. No! The name is not right, and the words are not right. If you can ask Master to write an oracle, ask for it in the name of Master ...Hehe!" Xue Tu's mouth raised.

This master is of course the blood queen.

Xuetu knew that he was not Chi Yao's opponent.

However, as long as the word goes well, Chi Yao can be scolded with a single mouth.

When the time comes, they will instigate Princess Luo Yi, Yan Zhexian, and Xia Yu who are already trying to deal with Chi Yao's ruthless characters, form a crusade alliance, and lay a net of heaven and earth. If you don't believe you can't seize the sundial.

Although it was placed in Chi Kunlun just now, Xuetu felt a little regretful.

But thinking that it was after the senior brother, after all, using him to threaten Chi Yao, wouldn't it seem that the God of War God of the Massacre was too unreasonable? Means are too mean? Too no bottom line?

No, no.

The disciples of the gods, this face is still necessary, no matter how they have to look at Yan Wushen and Yan Yu.

Dealing with Chi Yao, but not so much scruples. After all, it is very possible that the brother was killed by the stinky lady, and to attack her is to avenge the brother, and there will be many people supporting him.

Xuetu was conceiving a strategy in his mind. Suddenly, the space next to him violently oscillated. Before he could figure out what was going on, a bulging wave of space penetrated the body guard and fell on him.

"No, how can you distract yourself in such a dangerous place? What did you think about?"

Nine pairs of blood wings spread out on the back of Xuetu, and a sea of ​​blood spread out under his feet, trying to freeze the space.

Gradually, the space calmed down.

However, Xue Tu found that he was trapped in the Space God Formation, with pitch black beneath him, and the stars above his head shining.

Fortunately, it is not in the void.

The blood slaughter was vigilant and didn't see the figure of the crow. He snorted coldly, "This crow is not reliable. No wonder it is the worst one under the master's seat. I don't understand the way of space, but I want to try to break the formation. Hurt self and others."

Although they are brothers, this is the first time they have gone out together to carry out Master's orders.

No friendship.

To be able to look politely and respectfully call him Senior Brother Gu Ya is already giving enough face. Of course, it was also based on the cultivation base of his upper god, and he had to do it.

In front of the ancient crow, the blood slaughter did not dare to kill Tarot to seize the source of the gods, which already showed his distrust of this senior.

"Aren't you afraid that Gu Ya would hear this?"

"who?"

Xuetu turned around and stared back.

I saw a figure exactly like Zhang Ruochen, standing in the void, the space around his body was distorted, and there were a lot of spatial ripples.

Moreover, the spatial ripples around Zhang Ruochen's body are all shining bright, visible to the naked eye, reflecting him sacred and mysterious, as if standing in another time and space, talking to the blood.

Xue Tu was startled at first, but soon realized that the breath of the other party was completely different from Zhang Ruochen, so he pretended to be overjoyed and flew over: "Brother, Junior Brother, I know that you must not die. Haha!"

"Who is rumoring that I am dead?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Death to the emperor!"

When he rushed to the vicinity, Xuetu's body was so angry that he spit out sacred fire.

The divine fire turned into a phoenix, bursting out the heat that melted everything in the world, and hit Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a palm, twisted the space with a formation method, and dissolved the power erupting from the Divine Fire Phoenix.

"Who are you, haven't you shown your real body?" Xuetu's eyes widened, his whole body was burning, his divine body was like a red iron block.

Despite the power he burst out to destroy the world, the ripples in the space were easily resolved.

Zhang Ruochen looked at him and said, "This is my true body!"

"Pretend? It's so good to deceive the emperor as an ordinary cultivator? Your transformation technique is too low-level. You just changed your appearance and voice. The aura on your body is completely different from Zhang Ruochen."

Xuetu's voice was thunderous and deafening, condensing a magical fist and attacked it.

"You actually think so, well, prove it to you!"

Zhang Ruochen retracted his palm.

With the mighty power of the blood slaughter, with a force of destruction, a punch through the twisted space fell on Zhang Ruochen.

The fist is bigger than Zhang Ruochen's body.

"Om!"

As the bell rang.

Zhang Ruochen burst out with golden light, dense Sanskrit scripts surfaced, and the strength of the punch that beat the blood slaughter was returned.

"Boom!"

Xuetu tossed back, spitting out a mouthful of divine blood.

At this time, the flow of time seemed to slow down. Xuetu fluttered away while staring at Zhang Ruochen, the expression on his face changed richly, completing the transition of shock-surprise-calm-excitement, four levels.

As for why it is excitement after calm, rather than calm after excitement, I don't know!

Flying out for hundreds of miles, the blood slaughter is the stabilized figure.

He was so excited that he burst into tears, and ignoring his injuries, he flew towards Zhang Ruochen and said, "Brother, I was wrong! I didn't recognize you, but I called your name directly."

Where can Zhang Ruochen not understand the blood slaughter?

This guy, with a mouthful of a "senior brother" shouting vigorously, in fact he has many thoughts in his heart. If the fighting strength can't hold him down, it's strange that he will call him a senior.

Besides, he is still an unprofitable master.

However, he was able to save Chi Kunlun before and also returned Shen Yuan's ancient sword, which was far beyond Zhang Ruochen's expectations.

Regardless of what consideration the blood massacre was for, he still remembered his old kindness and friendship in the depths of his heart, not the kind of people who are only profitable and have no bottom line.

At this moment, Xue Tu also secretly rejoiced in his heart, he had suppressed greed previously.

He grimaced and said: "Brother, I saw Kunlun earlier. Without you by his side, even a false **** would dare to bully him. Tarot is dead, and Qingxuan Lingshen can't save him. I'm afraid From now on, Gu Ya threatened me with this incident, so he swallowed his ill-will and didn't kill the bastard."

Zhang Ruochen put away the Buddha's light on his body and said, "You are doing a good job."

The blood butcher touched Zhang Ruochen's body for a while, focusing on Zhang Ruochen's head, and said, "Brother, what's going on these years? Where have you been? Your profundity, your warriors, your cultivation base, why all go? Where is Chi Yao? What did she do to you?"

Seeing Buddha's light emerging from Zhang Ruochen's body, Xue Tu quickly stopped with fright.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It has nothing to do with her! Upanishads, war soldiers, and cultivation bases are all things outside of the body, I gave her."

Things outside of the body?

Xuetu took a breath and said, "Is the senior still short of women?"

"Why, do you want to become a woman?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Xuetu said: "Senior brother, I am serious. There are many children of my father and god. Among them are two twin sisters. They are talented and beautiful, and dare not say that they are the concubines of the brothers. How about taking them as concubines?"

"Don't be kidding, this time I saw you, I have a business deal."

Zhang Ruochen carried his hands on his back and walked in the dark void, the space under his feet condensed automatically, and said, "Do you know the purpose of my coming to Xinghuantian?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't use the air, but he could control the space, but suppressed the blood slaughter.

Xue Tu said: "Does the senior brother also want to marry Bai Qing'er? But the grievance between the senior brother and her is very deep, unless you get the Tianzun Baosha, or you have no hope for the senior brother."

"Whether to marry or not, let's not say for now."

Zhang Ruochen said: "I am looking for you~lightnovelpub.net~ to let you help me deal with someone."

"Let's say, who to kill? If I frowned, Junior Brother, I wouldn't deserve to be called the God of the Massacre." Xuetu's chest slammed into the sky, full of confidence.

Zhang Ruochen had sharp eyes and said, "Shang Hong!"

"puff!"

Xuetu spit out blood and quickly said, "Senior brother, don't worry about me. It's just that I was injured too badly by the power of the Buddha's relic. I am afraid that I will not be able to deal with the god-level power in a short time. Shang Hong? Good, wait for my injury to recover. , The first to take his life."

Zhang Ruochen controlled the power of the Buddha's relic, so he knew the wounds of the blood massacre, in fact, he was frightened by Shang Hong's name.

"Don't be so scared, I know you are not his opponent." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xuetu cried and said, "It’s not that I’m afraid of him, I’m really short of a hundred thousand years of cultivation! If you turn on the sundial, let me practice in it for 100,000 years, after I come out, I will make Shang Hong cry. Please forgive me. But now, Shang Hong can kill me with one hand, and it's still the kind of death that is very thorough."

"What if it was the Temple of Destiny that shot?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Xuetu narrowed his eyes and said, "If Haishangminggong is willing to make a move, and then join a few old gods and goddesses, Shang Hong will have to hate no matter how strong he is. But this is impossible!"

"Why?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Xuetu said: "The ancient gods like Haishangming Palace, any of them are infinitely powerful, and they are the key surveillance objects of the heavens. Several ancient gods, ancient gods, came to Xinghuantian together, how could the heavens not know where they will be? Something big happened?"

"Furthermore, what kind of person Shang Hong, the messenger of truth, who cultivated the "Three Corpses Refining Dao" and was cultivated by the heavens as a future god, and even the grandson of Shang Tian, ​​is he so easy to kill? Once he does it, Shang Tian will quickly feel Here. This is a major event that affects the whole body!"