"Boom!"

The armor on the wrist of the ancient **** Moro shattered, and the blood spattered.

The light and the sword are one, forming a crescent-like arc.

The house-sized palm, including Xiang Chunan pinched between his five fingers, was thrown out in the hot blood.

"court death."

The pupils of the ancient **** Moro gushed out infinite anger and flames, as if unable to perceive the pain, ignoring the broken arm, the spirit rushed out from his body, and hit Zhang Ruochen hard.

Like an invisible wall of **** slapped on him, Zhang Ruochen fell down uncontrollably.

At the same time, the **** of war ancestors split out.

Zhang Ruochen was prepared long ago, and while falling, he stabilized his soul and propped up the Bodhi tree.

The Buddha's light is brilliant and dazzling, evolving into a golden Buddha world.

But it can't stop it.

The war ancestor **** axe pierced through the world of Buddha Yun and fell on Zhang Ruochen.

The majesty of the artifact broke out, and any defensive methods were ineffective.

"Boom!"

The **** axe struck Zhang Ruochen's left shoulder, cutting through the defensive power of the Buddha's relic, and his flesh exploded like golden ceramics. In the next instant, Zhang Ruochen's body exploded, turning into two halves of bone and a cloud of blood mist.

The skeleton was split in half.

Just as the ancient **** of Moruo was about to slash the second axe, in the golden frame, the heavenly **** tree that Xuanyuan Lian had shot out of the sky, drew heavily on him.

With a bang, the huge body of the ancient **** Moro was flew out, and his armor was shattered into pieces.

In the armor, all defensive arrays were shattered.

In fact, when Zhang Ruochen struck the ancient **** of Moruo with a sword, Xuanyuan Lian attacked almost at the same time. That's why it was so timely.

The Burial Golden White Tiger and the Putuo Ancient Buddha shot a little bit slowly, but the two tyrannical divine powers also fell on him one after another at the moment the ancient **** Moro was drawn out.

The ancient **** Moro spit out two mouthfuls of blood one after another, and a sunken tiger paw print appeared on the vest.

Before he could regain his spirit, Xuanyuan Lian was already controlling the Divine Sword of Light, splitting a sword of Qi Guanghe, and splitting his body in half diagonally. The blood of the gods turned into a waterfall, dyeing the world of nothingness.

Only then did Chi Yao rush to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's exploded flesh body had already condensed again and recovered as before, looking as if it were not injured. However, his face was pale, and he was obviously hurt.

When deciding to save Chu Nan, Zhang Ruochen had already anticipated the consequences.

However, Zhang Ruochen was confident that with the Buddha's relics, white blood, and the heart of truth, even if his body was broken ten times by the ancient **** of Mora, he would not fall.

Therefore, he can afford to pay the price.

"This seat is immortal."

The broken palm that the ancient **** of Moro flew out quickly released a wisp of blood, condensed into a human form, and was about to become a clone.

A strong man like him can condense a powerful clone even with a drop of blood.

"Boom!"

The Pure Sun Divine Sword slashed past, the flames were scorching hot, and the sword energy was surging.

With a scream, the ancient **** Moro clone condensed from the broken palm exploded and was refined by the pure Yang sword energy to vanish into smoke.

The blood and soul are all annihilated.

Feng Yan's body is already in tatters, holding the Pure Yang Divine Sword, her body trembling, but a smile appeared on her face. Because Xiang Chunan was rescued by Xuanyuanqing who had been driven over, and she was protected in a cloud of bright clouds.

At this time, the voice of the sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword rang in Feng Yan's ears: "The Master Yuanchen is Zhang Ruochen."

Feng Yan was shocked, staring in the direction where Chi Yao and Zhang Ruochen were, and said, "This...how could..."

"Your spirit is too weak, so naturally you can't detect that subtle power change. But just now, when his body was smashed by the war ancestor god's axe, there was finally a flaw. However, his methods are very clever, unlike the human world. It should be. Except for me, probably only Xuanyuanlian can sense it." Jian Ling said.

"Yes, only Big Brother is willing to pay such a big price to save Chu Nan." Feng Yan sighed, his eyes flushed.

A brother who is so affectionate and righteous is better than a prostitute.

Suddenly, Feng Yan felt a divine power of the same origin, pouring into his body to help him heal his injury.

Looking back, he felt a pain in his heart when he saw his sister Fengxi.

Big brother is good everywhere, why can't you get along with your sister?

The last time it was Qing Pingzi, she had already done a lot of harm to her sister. This time, he changed into Master Yuan Chen again, and asked his sister to become a monk.

Is this his solution to the problem?

In the distant world of nothingness, something happened. A warhammer flew from the real world, black thunder and lightning flickered, carrying a cloud of Shura battle gas, and colliding with the sword of light, making a sonorous sound.

The two artifacts seem to divide the world of nothingness into two halves, forming a tide of divine power that pushes all the gods of the heavens back.

The warhammer flew back and fell into the hands of Master Yixuanbei.

Her long hair flutters like a waterfall and river, her shirt is tight, and her graceful and slender figure is full of curvy beauty. Compared with the warhammer in her hand, she looks very petite. Her body is powerful and she is a female **** of war.

Master Yi Xuanbei glanced at the condensed ancient **** of Moro, and said coldly: "Who let you go to Crimson Star, fight with Xuanyuanlian, are you worthy?"

The ancient **** Moro was extremely injured, and his breath dropped so badly that he did not dare to offend Master Yi Xuanbei, so he endured her words.

Although he is a good girl, Master Yi Xuan Bei can be regarded as the stunning beauty between heaven and earth, but in the entire **** world, no one dares to treat her as a woman.

The North Master is like a beast, not just talking about it.

As the golden frame drove past, the Bright Sword was suspended on the roof, and Xuanyuan Lian's voice was muted, saying, "Today this young man must take Moro's life, Beishi, you can't stop it!"

"Be cruel, who wouldn't? Xuanyuanlian, do you believe that I can kill all the heavenly gods present except you?"

The warhammer in the hands of the North Division Yixuan released a dense black thunder and lightning, forming a sea of ​​thunder and lightning, raging violently, and the strong fighting spirit condensed a real world in the void world.

This is the ability of the immeasurable realm gods!

Although she is not immeasurable, she can do it.

"Huh!"

The Divine Sword of Light was slashed out first, but instead of slashing towards Master Yi Xuan, it slashed into the void not far from Chi Yao and Zhang Ruochen, and forced out the five great men who were sneaking.

The five masters formed a rune with their hands like a shield, blocking the blow of the Bright Sword, and said with a smile: "You are worthy of being the son of Tianzun. Compared with this seat, I am afraid that the strength of the spirit is not much better."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The North Master Yixuan and the Five Great Masters are both first-class powerhouses in the **** world. The two show up together, plus an ancient **** of Mora, this lineup, under the immeasurable realm, can simply run wild.

In the golden frame, Xuanyuan Lian said, "Good job, let's get on together!"

The Five Great Masters spoke to Master Qian Xuan Bei and the ancient **** Moro: "A large number of gods in the heaven have already rushed over, and they must leave immediately."

"You go first, I'll break it later."

Master Yixuan North flew straight up, his face flickering bright and dark under the reflection of the black thunder and lightning, and his evil spirit was as heavy as Ashura's resurrection.

A hammer fell and hit the golden frame straight.

The sea of ​​time and the phantom of Tianhe condensed by Xuanyuan Lian were hammered and exploded in an instant.

On the surface of the golden frame, dense inscriptions emerged, condensing into a golden battle city, directly colliding with the warhammer.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

...

The brilliance of black and gold kept hitting in the emptiness world, and the sound was like a war drum, making the eardrums of the gods hurt.

Too fierce, without any fancy magical powers, just head-on confrontation.

Chi Yao and Zhang Ruochen have already left the world of nothingness, and can still faintly hear the crash of the warhammer and the golden frame, and their minds are buzzing.

Zhang Ruochen found that Fengyan, Fengxi, Qingsixue, Jingxiu and other gods rushed over and said to Chi Yao: "Don't expose it, just say that my soul has been severely injured."

After speaking, Zhang Ruochen passed out like a faint, hanging softly on Chi Yao.

Chi Yao knew that he wanted to hide from the wind, so he also cooperated, supported him, and said to the gods: "Master Yuan Chen was traumatized by Moro's battle ancestor axe, and he needs intensive training for a period of time. Don't worry, the master has a profound cultivation. Although the injuries were serious, they did not endanger their lives."

Qing Sixue said: "The master was injured in order to save Chu Nan. He must be sent back to the second line of starry sky defense immediately. I will rush back to the Temple of Truth and take the healing pill."

"Great God Chi Yao, give me Master Yuan Chen, and I will take care of him." Feng Xi walked over and held Zhang Ruochen's arm on the other side, his eyes full of concern and respect.

Master Yuan Chen is not only able to save hardships, but also to sacrifice himself.

With such a character, who can match it in the world?

Qing Sixue said: "Now that the gods in the **** world are rampant, Chi Yao, the Great God, wants to sit on Chimen Star, and it would be great to hand over Master Yuan Chen to Sister Feng."

Chi Yao stared at Qing Sixue, you didn't want to go back to the Temple of Truth to get the healing pill, why didn't you leave? busy body.

Qing Sixue noticed that Chi Yao's eyes were not good, and she was puzzled, not knowing where she had offended her.

Chi Yao said: "Whether this seat is going or staying, is it your next **** to decide?"

The atmosphere is awkward!

Qing Sixue was speechless, and secretly said in her heart that this Empress Chi Yao is really uncomfortable, she just mentioned this based on the current situation.

Chi Yao took Zhang Ruochen straight to the direction of the Teleportation Array in the Red Gate Star Space.

A large number of powerful men from the heavens gathered and entered the world of nothingness. Therefore, it was not important whether she and the gold-burial white tiger stayed on the star. More importantly, Chi Yao understood the real reason why Zhang Ruochen pretended to be seriously injured.

Zhang Ruochen wanted her to take him into the second line of defense in the sky.

Every monk returning from the starry sky battlefield must pass the inspection of the mirror of truth before entering the line of defense.

If Zhang Ruochen is not injured, how can he avoid the mirror of truth?

You can only hide into Chi Yao's divine world in the name of being injured.

Even so, it is still impossible to hide the truth from the Mirror of Truth, because the Mirror of Truth will also explore the divine world of the gods. There is no way. The only way is to prevent the gods of the **** world from sneaking into the defense line to the greatest extent.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to hide the truth from the Mirror of Truth, so naturally he had to resort to the Nishen Stele and the "Six Patriarchs Interpretation of Zen".

(End of this chapter)