Above one of the semi-holy class battleships, a sharp cracking sound sounded, and a black sword flew out. ★ く

"Well."

The holy sword was originally only three feet long, but after flying out, it turned into a black dragon with a length of one hundred feet, and rushed towards the bottom of Jinquecheng.

The aura between heaven and earth was also shaking violently, tumbling outward.

That sacred sword is a piece of Qianwen Sacred Tool in the "Senior Sacred Figure Book", called Xuanlong Sword, the ancestral sword of the sacred ancestor of the historian Shi Yunji.

Previously, it was Shi Yundi, who used the Xuanlong Sword to provoke the destruction of Qianwen. One sword slashed all the mountains.

Boom.

Xuan Longjian collided with the moat of Jinquecheng, bursting into a strong shock wave.

The earth, a hundred miles away, shook violently.

When the monks of the Historian attacked the moat outside of Ginque City, Zhang Ruochen rode on the elephant hare and came to a villa less than fifty miles away from Ginque City.

Zhang Ruochen's investigation around Jinquecheng was actually quite worried about the undead blood race, and received the news in advance to arrange a trap.

In case they were outside the city, they arranged a hidden blood monk to sneak in from behind, wouldn't they have caught the Historian army by surprise?

"Master Chen, why did you suddenly stop?" Tu Xiangtu asked.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes stared at the villa not far away, and he said to himself, "It's weird."

"Wow!"

The eyebrow of his eyebrow was opened, and he looked at the manor.

However, the manor was quite silent and there was nothing unusual.

Swallow Elephant Rabbit shook his head and said, "Why didn't I see where the weirdness was? But it seems that the monks in the villa have all been killed by the undead blood, and there is not a living mouth." And the environment, then, jumping from the back of the elephant swallow rabbit, said: "Go in and see."

For example, he is the commander of the undead tribe in Ginque City. When he learns in advance that the ancient prison in Zhenli will come to besiege, he will definitely make two choices.

The first option is to immediately lead the undead in the city to flee the city of Gold Sparrow and spread apart. In this way, no matter how powerful the army of the Zhenyu ancients is, they cannot be completely destroyed.

The second option, naturally, is to arrange a powerful force to lurk outside the city, arrange traps, and deal with the army of the Zhenli ancient people inside and outside.

The large-scale siege of the undead by the Zhenliu ancient people was already huge. Even if they made careful arrangements, it is estimated that the undead blood will know the news in advance.

Since the undead kins in Ginque City did not escape, they are likely to have made the second choice.

Zhang Ruochen has carefully explored the terrain around Ginque City. The undead are really going to plant a hidden force outside the city. This villa is the best choice.

On the stone ladder outside the villa, there are upside down bodies. All the corpses were very dry, and the blood in the body was exhausted, leaving only a layer of human skin to cover the bones. Among them are the bodies of children.

Zhang Ruochen stepped on the stone ladder and went up.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, a strong anger was born in his heart. However, he tried to control his emotions and remained vigilant.

"Dust, what are you doing with so much care? It's just an abandoned mountain house. Could there still be undead blood in it?"

The Swallow Elephant Rabbit didn't have any scruples, turned into a ball of red light, rushed directly to the stone ladder, and entered the gate of the villa.

"Be careful……"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, and also accelerated his pace to catch up.

It was just that he had just stepped into the gate of the villa and immediately noticed that it was not good. He felt a sharp murderous spirit and rushed from the front.

It wasn't until that murderous murder fell into the ten feet of Zhang Ruochen that he noticed a slight fluctuation of holy spirit, but he still couldn't see the enemy's trace.

"Illusion."

Zhang Ruochen was stunned, and immediately retreated backward, wanting to exit the villa.

Since there is illusion to cover the villa, it also shows that there is indeed an ambush inside the villa. He must escape immediately and notify the historians.

However, behind him, a murderous rush came, condensed into a mist of blood, preventing him from exiting the villa.

In the blood mist, a sharp claw was stretched out, penetrating Zhang Ruochen's holy spirit realm, and hitting his back.

"Nine or nine return to one." Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew out, dozens of thunder and lightning thundered from the sword body, and chopped out, forming nine sword shadows in succession, which are nine different moves.

"Well."

The sound of Jian Qi's flesh sounded, and a large piece of blood spilled on the ground.

The bodies of two undead blood races fell from nothing and fell into a pool of blood.

Zhang Ruochen put Shen Yuan's ancient sword into the ground, and instantly, hundreds of sword qi flew out, forming a sword qi field, and wrapped him in the center.

With Zhang Ruochen's current mental strength, he can't see through the opponent's illusion at all, and it is not easy to escape if he wants to escape.

The more this time, the less panic can be.

Once fleeing out of nowhere, instead, he died faster.

"Awesome illusions can cover the entire villa, and can hide the perception of the historians of the sacred realm. Among the undead, they are hidden dragons and crouching tigers." Zhang Ruochen said calmly.

"Pap."

applause.

Immediately afterwards, an evil voice came out of the main hall of the villa, saying: "It is worthy of being the sword-holder of the towering sword. It has fallen into a dead state, and it is still so calm. The prince is also impressed."

The figure flashed, and the second prince of the undead blood race appeared out of the gate of the main hall out of thin air, standing upright, exuding an aristocratic aristocratic temperament.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the second prince of the undead blood tribe, his eyes narrowed, and then his pupils quickly enlarged, saying, "Are you going to Zhengfeng?"

Xiang Zhengfeng's appearance has undergone great changes, but his sword and his temperament have not changed.

The corner of the mouth of the second emperor of the undead blood tribe slightly tilted up, saying: "No wonder you can see the illusions outside the villa. Your eyesight is really not comparable to ordinary people."

Wang Xi came out of the main hall, with a look of slaves, bowing to the second prince of the undead blood tribe.

Later, when he stared at Zhang Ruochen, he changed his face and gave a cold drink: "Zhang Ruochen, when you saw His Royal Highness the Second Prince, did you not immediately kneel and salute? If you know the current affairs, maybe the second Royal Highness Glad to spare you. "

Zhang Ruochen's palm was pressed on the hilt of the sword, but Wang Zheng was not seen with his eyes open, saying: "It was the second prince of the undead blood tribe, but his status was not low."

Seeing Zhang Ruochen dared to ignore him ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Wang Yan was even more angry, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Ruochen, you think you are very smart, and now you have the layout of His Royal Highness. Second, The biggest stupid thing, when you step into this villa, it means to throw yourself into the net. You are now the one in the middle, and you won't be arrested immediately? "

"Where dogs can intervene where people talk?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't hide his contempt for Wang Yan.

Wang Xun is also the son of the patriarch, but also a proud son of the ancient Zhenzhen clan, but willing to be the slave of the second prince of the undead blood tribe, it is more hateful than the undead blood tribe.

Hearing Zhang Ruochen's words, Wang Yan was so angry that he shouted, "Zhang Ruochen, today, old hatred counts together."

Powerful sacred air, Wang Xun emerged from the body, condensed in his hands.

Two white bone swords emerged from the palm of the hand, exuding a dazzling white brilliance, apparently two powerful holy swords.

(These two chapters have slightly fewer words, and one more chapter will be added in the afternoon.)