"Crack against Luoding! Punish the Raksha tribe for rebellion!"

"Emperor Luo Yan has returned and wants to end the turmoil in the city of God."

"Zhang Ruochen was ordered by Tianma and Emperor Luoyan to conquer Luoding and return the Raksha tribe to peace."

"It is said that Luo Ding is the Emperor Kui Liang, who will sacrifice the entire Raksha tribe to the Liang organization. I wait for the monks, and I will fight him to the end!"

...

All kinds of news, true or false, spread in the city of God.

The torrent behind Zhang Ruochen is getting bigger and bigger. These monks, all of them have good cultivation skills, are strong in the holy realm, and there are many gods.

One of the reasons why they are willing to fight with Zhang Ruochen is because of their absolute worship and respect for Tianma,

The second is because of the Great Luo Shen Seal floating on Zhang Ruochen's head.

The seal of God is like a banner, a round of Shenyang.

The dazzling light is a symbol of supreme power.

At the same time, Da Luo Shen Yin is not just a symbol of power. It is powerful and capable of mobilizing the power of the entire Rakshasa city.

If the Emperor Rayan is in charge of the Great Luo God Seal, as long as he is in the city of Rakshasa, he can be undefeated in the face of immortality and immeasurable.

"Wow!"

The Great Luo God Seal is like a huge grinding disc, exuding a metallic luster, slowly rotating on top of Zhang Ruochen's head, drawing the rules of heaven and earth in the city of God, the rules of the **** pattern, and the spirit of the underground veins together, and converging on Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen only felt that he was transformed into the heaven and the earth itself, combined with the city of Rakshasa, with inexhaustible power.

It can shred the universe and penetrate the past and the present.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

Qi Lin and Zongmu Shenzun are like two light shuttles, rushing out of Dingzu Mountain, and falling to the top of a tower-shaped ancient building, looking into the distance.

Zhang Ruochen and the monks of the Raksha tribe who were like the tide, smashed to the gods.

Daluo Shenyin reflects all areas of God City like daylight.

The two decided to hunt down, but now they hesitate!

It was because the aura on Zhang Ruochen's body was too strong, and he exhaled and inhaled, stimulating the aura of the heavens and the earth and the regular tides of the heavens and the earth, and the entire God City was swaying slightly along with it.

Zongmu Shenzun's face was gloomy, and said: "Damn it, it's all because of him. Now our plan has completely failed! Borrowing the power of the Daluo Shenyin to mobilize the power of the entire Rakshasa God City for our own use, we are far from it. His opponent."

Qi Lin is tall and plump, with thick eyelashes and dark eyes, and said: "He is not Emperor Luo Yan, and the power he can bear and mobilize is limited, and he is not invincible. Ding Zu has already appeared, Zhang Ruochen is here, undoubtedly hitting the stone with a pebble. Self-defeating. You and I know how big the gap is between the immeasurable freedom and the immeasurable universe."

"We still want to prevent him from escaping from the city of God, but...keep a distance from him and can't fight hard." Zongmu Shenzun said.

Qi Lin thought for a while and nodded.

As arrogant as she is, she has to admit that Zhang Ruochen's power of God City at this moment is indeed not comparable to the immeasurable cultivation base of the universe, and he has to avoid its edge.

Emperor Luo Yan was able to hand over the Daluo God Seal to a young monk, and this trust was unmatched!

...

Hell of God.

Ding Zu's God Realm World.

After all deductions, the God King of the Last Dharma was fighting between heaven and man, and finally felt that only by surrendering to the ancestor, can there be a way to survive today.

Even if Jian Bone can ignore the predecessors and join hands with him, there is still no chance of winning.

Besides, even if they fight their lives and escape from the divine realm of Dingzu, how can they escape from the city of Rakshasa? How can we avoid the suppression of the God Array?

Since Dingzu's true body has appeared, there is no doubt that the entire Raksha tribe is under his control!

The death flashes in the eyes of the King of the Last Dharma, like lightning, making a handprint of the **** of death, hitting the sword bone beside him.

"The God King of the Last Dharma, you made the wrong choice again, surrendering to the measurement organization, it can only be a dead end. Even the old man can't spare you!"

The sword bone clone seemed to be expected, and his stature retreated rapidly, avoiding the sneak attack of the King of the Last Dharma.

Then, his body turned into a sword of light, flying towards the Feng Lei Zhu Divine Array.

Fighting with Dingzu is undoubtedly self-defeating. Only by escaping back to the Fengleizhu Divine Array, returning to the Divine Prison, and taking advantage of the remnant Array in the Divine Prison, can we last for a while, or wait for a turnaround.

This is the only opportunity for Jian Bone clone!

After all, the sword-bone clone still underestimated the horror of the immeasurable great freedom, and it has clearly attracted the power of the ancestors, and the body is like a sword, as fast as a stream of light. However, just rushing out for several tens of feet, the speed is getting slower and slower.

In the end, the rules in the world of Ding Ancestor Divine Realm were suppressed so that it fell back to the ground, and half of both legs sank to the ground.

His body seemed to be crushed by a hundred thousand mountains.

The strength of the ancestors remaining in the sword bones is still too thin after all to be able to contend with the immeasurable great freedom.

"If you are outside the world of the gods, you may be able to jump a few times. Here, all the rules belong to this seat, and this seat is the only god, and a thought can suppress you."

Dingzu strode forward and walked to the side of the King of Dharma, and stopped slightly.

Feeling the powerful and domineering divine power of the opponent, the **** king of the last law hurriedly bowed with a smile and said, "Congratulations to Dingzu to take control of the heavenly kingdom, and the position of the patriarch is already near."

"Whether you are really surrendering or vainly surrendering, give up half of your soul first."

As soon as Ding Zu pointed to the center of the eyebrows of the King of Last Dharma, suddenly, ray of soul light flew out from the center of the eyebrows.

The King of Dharma suppressed the anger in his heart, tightening his fingers, still smiling and respectful.

There is no way, the gods of the lower realm will be completely suppressed by the gods of the higher realm.

"Wow!"

The sword bone clone held the sword in both hands, splitting a straight "one" sword light, breaking the regular suppression.

"Humph?"

Ding Zu showed an unexpected look, stomped his right foot, and the earth rolled up and pressed against the sword bone clone that was quickly fleeing away.

Every grain of sand is a **** pattern of great freedom rules.

Every stone is as heavy as a planet.

In this world, one thought of Ding Zu can suppress all enemies.

Sword Bone Clone stopped, and the boundless fighting intent erupted from his body, slashing the sky with both hands. At the foot, a sea appeared. The sea was formed by the rules of kendo, which contained a few rules of ancestor kendo.

"boom!"

Cut out with one sword, like billions of swords flying out at the same time, colliding with the earth pressed down from the sky.

The sword-bone spine is straight, like an unbreakable Tianzhu.

In the silver-white robe, the voice of Prince Xuehai sounded: "Shenzhen Ruochen, let's block Ding Zu, you have to escape anyway, and collude with Ding Zu, the Lei Clan, and the Demon God of Chaos. Announce the world, please come back and reorganize the order of the Raksha tribe."

"If Liang Organization and Luangu Demon Gods are allowed to control the Raksha tribe behind them, those demon gods will definitely feed on the entire Raksha tribe and restore their own cultivation."

"Let the Thunder Clan control the Rakshas, ​​aren't all Rakshas in the world a slave? Unwilling, absolutely unbearable."

...

One after another, the voices of the Raksha gods came out!

All gods fear death.

However, there is always something more important than death. Whoever dares to touch it will definitely die.

After Ding Zu collected half of the soul of the King of the Last Dharma, he walked to the sword bone clone. Large tracts of earth and rocks were constantly falling down from the sky, all of which were smashed by the divine sword.

"I underestimated this sword bone, the ancestor's skeleton is really not easy. But, it's over!"

Ding Zu raised his palm, aroused his spirit.

The sword bone clone opened his mouth and said, "You look down upon it, but it's more than a sword bone?"

"Huh!"

The prince Xuehai flew out from the sleeve of the sword bone, rushed towards Ding Zu, directly arousing his spirit to the source of the gods.

Destroy the source of the gods and block the steps of Ding Zu.

"I can't help myself!"

Ding Zu hummed, his heart moved, and countless rules pressed down on Prince Xuehai, who lay directly on the ground, bleeding all over his body.

Not to mention the self-destruction of the gods, even the gods are crushed to pieces.

"Luo Ding, if you seek skin from the tiger, sooner or later you will harm the Raksha tribe."

"Haha, can you hold one, hold everyone?"

"The gods of the Raksha tribe are not like the **** king of the end of the law, our bones are very hard, but we have to touch you, the great freedom and boundless touch."

...

One after another Raksha gods flew out of their sleeves like moths fighting the fire.

In order to prevent being suppressed by the Ding Zu, the moment he rushed out of the cuff, he directly aroused his spirit and went straight to the source of the gods.

"court death!"

Even if the ancestors were cultivated to the world, some of them were overwhelmed, splitting out one force after another, and hitting these gods.

With every shot down, a **** was beaten into blood mist.

There are also gods who are frozen by the cold air, and burned into soul mist by the flames of the gods.

"boom!"

Finally, a great **** rushed to Ding Zu's body, his body like a red **** iron, bursting apart, forming a terrifying destructive force.

The divine light bloomed on Ding Zu's body, and after a few steps back, the whole person turned crimson.

The King of Dharma was shocked, but he didn't pity them, only thought they were too stupid. As the gods of the Raksha tribe, if you take refuge in Dingzu, you may still have a way of life, but you have to choose the mantis arm as a car.

What's the point of doing this?

For the Raksha?

My life is gone, what more Raksha tribe?

God originated from the destructive power of the explosion, which broke down the rules of this area.

"Go... to Daluo Shrine, there may be our vitality." Luo Yi's voice choked, her always laughing, her eyes were red and misty.

She knew that these Raksha gods chose to sacrifice like this, not just because of racial justice. Moreover, they knew that once they fell into the hands of Ding Ancestor, they would definitely be wiped out and become Gu Xin's blood food.

Instead of dying like that, it is better to choose a heroic way.

However, being able to make up his mind to sacrifice himself and fulfill them is still worthy of admiration. Luo Yi has gratitude in his heart, and also has endless hatred for Ding Zu.

Because from the very beginning, these Raksha gods were sacrificed by Ding Zu, reduced to the blood food of Gu Xin's recovery, and they wanted to blame Zhang Ruochen.

Such people, whether they are members of the mass organization or not, should be cut.

"boom!"

The sword bone clone opened the divine realm world of Ding Ancestor with a single sword, tearing open a long gap.

Jian Bone clone is very clear, he has only one chance, the time is extremely short, and he must rush out of the world of the gods at the fastest speed. This opportunity is in exchange for the sacrifice of dozens of Raksha gods.

"Huh!"

The King of the Last Dharma shook his body and appeared at the rift in the world of the gods, blocking the front of the sword bone clone, and said with a smile: "Want to escape? If you escape, won't you be able to hide the secrets of this seat?"

He shot both hands at the same time, creating a gray cloud of death.

The gray cloud rushed out of thousands of troops, all of them were dead.

"Go away!"

The sword bone clone cleaved out the second sword with anger.

The gray cloud was divided and opened, and all the dead spirits burst into pieces.

The blade of the divine sword reached right in front of the King of the Last Dharma.

The God King of the Last Dharma could not stop him from displaying all kinds of defense methods, his head was cut off, his body flew out obliquely and hit the ground heavily.

However, the divine realm world that had been split by the Divine King of the Last Dharma was constrained and closed again.

Just when the sword bone clone raised the sword and wanted to cut it out again, the raised sword couldn't be cut down!

"Wow!"

One by one, the regular chains entangle the divine sword.

At the same time, the chain of rules spread downward, entangled the sword bone clone. On the chain, a divine flame gushed out, burning Zhang Ruochen's spirit thoughts in the sword bone.

In the air, there was a mist of blood.

The gods died too much, the blood could not be atomized, and it condensed into red rain.

Rain, patter.

Ding Zu carried the remains of Prince Xuehai and walked from the rain of blood, saying: "No one can escape death, and death is me!"

Luo Yi, Luo Shengtian, Shang Yue and others are all in despair, knowing that it is almost impossible to escape from a world of great freedom and immeasurable spirit.

It's them now!

Rather than fall into the hands of Ding Zu and be humiliated and become a **** food, it is better to fight.

Even if the moths are fighting the fire, there will be at least a moment of brilliance.

At this time.

"Luo Ding!"

Above the sky, a strong voice sounded.

Dingzu frowned and looked up.

The sky in the world of the gods became lower and lower, sinking downward, and finally, was forcibly penetrated by an overbearing divine power.

"Boom!"

The seal of Da Luo Shenyang is like an eternal sun, pressed down.

The **** armor grows automatically, covering the whole body of Dingzu.

Ding Zu's five-finger knot seal, displayed the gods and devil seals of the gods, and pressed his palm to the sky, supporting the depressed Da Luo Shen seal, and his legs sank a lot.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the streamer flashed, and Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of him.

Among the pupils of Ding Ancestor, Zhang Ruochen's body is getting bigger and bigger, the older he gets, the clearer he is.

The earth tripod was smashed out of Zhang Ruochen's hands, and the original divine light was extremely bright.

Under the blessing of the ancestor boots~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhang Ruochen's speed is better than a lot of great freedom, but the Ding Zu reaction is not slow, one hand supports the big Luo Shen seal of the sky, and the other hand lifts the snow sea prince As a shield, to resist the smashed earth tripod.

"Boom!"

Prince Xuehai burst open instantly.

Ding Zu's palm was pressed on the ground tripod, blocking Zhang Ruochen's blow. However, after four steps back in a row, the world of the gods was smashed into pieces by himself!

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen flashed out like an electric current, and rushed out from below the tripod, immovable King Ming exploded and punched Ding Zu's chest. On the fist, a unicorn light and shadow appeared, and the howling sound shook the sky.

This punch, containing the power gathered from the city of Rakshasa, directly flew the Ding Ancestor away, and then was suppressed by the Great Luo Shen Seal that descended from the sky.

"Boom!"

The divine realm of Ding Zu's world was shattered on a large scale, all of which were ten thousand li-long ground cracks.