Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen shot again, tearing a space crack.

The ten-foot-long crack was like the mouth of a **** of death, able to devour everything, from top to bottom, across the void, and hit the top of the king of fairy orchids.

King Xianlan looked up, revealing a dignified look.

He did not shatter the cracks in the space. He displayed his body skills, divided into three, turned into three afterimages, and ran backwards.

The cracks in the space chopped on the ground, a clicking sound sounded, and the rock cracked, leaving a bottomless trench.

"Wow."

All the three sacred swords flew back, rushed straight up, staggered with each other, emitting dense sword light, and hit Zhang Ruochen flying in the air.

Holding the ancient sword of Shen Yuan, Zhang Ruochen did not dodge or escape, and quickly drew the sword, or chopped, chopped, tangled, or lifted, and all the three holy swords were picked up.

His shape quickly pressed down, wielding his sword and slashing to the top of King Xianlan.

"Jindou Chaoyang."

This is one of the nine swordsmanship techniques. Even if Zhang Ruochen hasn't cultivated to Dacheng yet, he still has a magnificent momentum, and the sword is soaring, making a harsh sound.

"A semi-sacred prince, dare to challenge the majesty of the king, and the king only needs one punch to abolish you."

The fairy orchid chuckled coldly, his arm making a crackling sound, and the light flickered.

The fists covered with blood armor poured out a layer of blood-red holy light and slammed upwards. The blood rushed into the sky, and Zhang Ruochen was about to be scrapped.

In the air, there was a thunderous wind and thunder, and the fist wind was surging.

The body of the Holy One can be connected to heaven and earth, and the power of one punch is mixed with the power of heaven and earth.

"Well."

The fists and swords clashed, a sound of metal shattered, and blood splattered on the ground.

The King of Orchids stepped back a few dozen steps, stepping out cracks in the rocks on the ground.

There was a sting in his fist.

The blood armor scales on the fist were broken, and a sword mark appeared on the back of the hand. Holy blood poured from the wound and slid down the fingers.

A divine blood saint, was actually injured by a human semi-sacred?

The king of Xianlan pinched his five fingers. At the next moment, the blood scar left by Shen Yuan's ancient sword on the back of his hand healed automatically, leaving no scar.

"It is worthy of the blood sacred, so strong self-healing ability. It is estimated that by cutting off his skull, he can continue to fight."

Zhang Ruochen didn't dare to take it lightly, still tightening his nerves.

Suddenly, the body of the King of Orchids actually shrank by a hundredfold and became less than an inch tall, like a little blood-red bat, but with a human body.

For the undead, it can be easily reduced by a factor of one hundred and reduced to the size of a mosquito, making it more flexible.

At the same time, they can also increase their bodies by a factor of one hundred and turn them into a giant with infinite strength. They can move mountains and seas.

Zhang Ruochen's greatest threat to the King of the Orchids was not his five-element chaos and exquisite swordsmanship, but space means.

Nowadays, the king of Xianlan has taken the initiative to shrink his body by a factor of one hundred, so that he can avoid the attack of space forces to the greatest extent and maximize his own advantages.

The three-handed holy sword flew out again, turned into three white lights, and flew towards Zhang Ruochen against the ground.

The king of fairy orchids stood on the body of one of the holy swords, and a stream of blood poured out of the body. Although the body became extremely small, the momentum on his body became stronger.

Facing the attack of the three-handed Sword, Zhang Ruochen could only keep going backwards to resolve the offensive of the King of Orchids.

Even so, Zhang Ruochen still couldn't completely escape, and the three-handed holy sword left a sword wound on his arm and leg.

One of the attacks, the most dangerous, ran across his neck, cutting off a strand of hair.

The king of Xianlan seized the opportunity and jumped forward, rushing out of the sword body of the holy sword, turning into a bright blood, and boxing to Zhang Ruochen's heart.

Zhang Ruochen's palm patted forward, a low-pitched dragon yelling came out of the palm.

"Oh!"

This time, Zhang Ruochen failed to block the fist of King Xianlan, and flew out upside-down. The blood and blood in his body trembled, and even the internal organs were misaligned.

The spirit of the holy realm, the power that erupted, cannot be underestimated.

Whether it is fighting skills or understanding of the Cause, there is a big gap between Zhang Ruochen and King Xianlan.

The practice of King Xianlan for nearly a thousand years has long cultivated martial arts to a level of ingenuity, sophistication, stability, and the atmosphere. Even if Zhang Ruochen's system is stronger than him, it is difficult to pose a threat to him.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are still too tender after all."

The King of the Orchids flew forward, chased after victory, and wanted to wreck Zhang Ruochen so that he completely lost his combat power.

In the distance, the piano sounded again.

The sage's finger flicked another string.

In a short time, the rocks on the ground rolled up, forming walls, spurs, and boulders. They stood in front of the king of Xianlan and pressed him.

The material of the Guqin is very special. The five strings of palace, shang, horn, zheng and feather on the piano represent the five powers of gold, wood, water, fire and earth among the five elements.

"Boom."

The Xiandao King ’s kendo is very outstanding, and he has cultivated the sword five to Dacheng, breaking the interception of the holy book talent with the tendency of destroying the dead. The three blood-red figures merged into one, and at the same time urged the three-handed holy sword to slash to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen stood under the overwhelming sword qi, and the meteor cloak on his body exuded bright brilliance, as bright as the blood in the air.

With a wave of his arm, he cut it upward, tearing a space crack.

In a very weird way, the body of the king of Orchids twisted slightly, even avoiding the attack of the cracks in the space.

Seeing the three holy swords, they would fall on Zhang Ruochen's body.

Zhang Ruochen once again mobilized the power of space. The surrounding space quickly became distorted, and the holy sword that fell straight down was cut to Zhang Ruochen's side.

"Well."

Zhang Ruochen stabbed out with a sword, striking King Xianlan who was only an inch tall.

The King of the Orchids immediately flew out, restored her original size, and retreated to a few dozen feet.

The sword just now was quite dangerous. Just a little bit, Zhang Ruochen's sword penetrated his body.

Forced to retreat the King of the Orchids, Zhang Ruochen's momentum increased greatly, and the space of the exhibition was moved to reach the front of the King of the Orchids to launch successive attacks.

The saintly talented girl played a murderous piece of music, her fingers beating quickly on the five strings.

Guqin's five-element attacking force played seamlessly with Zhang Ruochen's five-element chaos, and the fairy orchid king was so embarrassing that he could only passively defend.

The blazing flames made the blood armor of the King of Orchids black.

The sword strokes that Zhang Ruochen split off on the back of King Lan, leaving a one-foot-long wound, the holy blood continued to flow out, and the earth was red.

King Xianlan has practiced for nearly a thousand years, and he has never been so embarrassed now. He was beaten by two juniors and suffered a lot of anger.

"The blood demon is born."

An immense blood flew from the brows of Xianlan King.

In the center of the blood gas, a blood-colored skull with a length of several tens of meters was suspended, spinning rapidly to form a blood gas vortex.

At this moment, the rules of heaven and earth also seemed to be unable to suppress the King of Orchids, the power of platooning the mountains, releasing them, and pouring out in all directions.

"Oh!"

A flurry of blood came out, beating Zhang Ruochen, hitting his body against the black cliff, half of his body was inlaid.

The holy book girl was also uncomfortable. She was hit by blood and spit out blood.

There was already an injury in her body, and now her injury has increased.

You know, the **** skull did not really fall, it was just a piece of blood that had sent out, and it had severely damaged Zhang Ruochen and the talented girl.

If it were, the body of the Scarlet Skull attacked, it is hard to imagine how terrible it would be?

The wise lady stared at the huge skull suspended in mid-air, her face paled, and said, "That is a holy king-level creature, the head that is left behind. In the skull, there is a vast and unpredictable amount of residual power. Destroy the Holy. "

There was a sneer on the face of King Xianlan, "You two are able to force the King to take the head of Lord Bleeding Devil, which is quite a great achievement."

Having said this, the King of Orchids controlled the huge skull and attacked Zhang Ruochen, who was embedded in the cliff. He was going to kill Zhang Ruochen first, and then packed up the holy books.

In his opinion, after all, the talented lady was seriously injured, and the threat was not too great.

The huge skull, like a small blood mountain, is very sculpted with long fangs and two ghost fires burning inside the deep eye sockets.

If you look closely, you will even find that the inside of the skull has a faint breath of life.

The literary sage immediately punched out the Confucian Scriptures and flew towards the skull, preventing it from hitting Zhang Ruochen.

"Wow!"

The Confucian Scriptures turned page by page, flying out tens of thousands of bright spots of light, each of which was a text.

As the skull pressed down, the text continued to burst into an aerosol.

Every word bursts, the injury of the talented lady of the Holy Book will be aggravated, blood is constantly flowing from the corner of the mouth, and the delicate and tender body appears to be trembling, and it seems to be shattered together with the text.

"The same is true of the Confucian Scriptures. How could it possibly block the head of Lord Gorefiend?"

The Emperor Lan laughed loudly, mobilized more powerful forces, and continued to urge the Scarlet Skull.

But he didn't notice that Zhang Ruochen's figure flew out from the black cliff, turned into a streamer, and a sword passed by.

"The Quartet changes in a moment."

The eye-catching sword light penetrates the mist of blood and strikes the eyebrow of Xianlan King.

The power of time forms ripples, covering a hundred square feet of space.

The king of Xianlan noticed the flying sword light, and his face became a little ugly. He immediately controlled the **** skull and tried to stop Zhang Ruochen.

However, he found that his speed became very slow, but Zhang Ruochen's speed was astonishingly fast.

"How can this happen? The flow of time seems to be a little slow."

When Xianlan King realized this, Shen Yuan's ancient sword had penetrated through his brows and pierced his sea of ​​breath and head.

"Uh ... you ..."

The body of the fairy orchid fell straight backwards, gradually becoming cold.

A human-shaped holy light flew out of the head of the fairy orchid and penetrated into the blood-colored skull suspended in the air.

Then, inside the Scarlet Skull, the vitality of life became a little stronger, and he broke free from the suppression of the Confucian Scriptures and flew to the gully where the blood was shining.

Zhang Ruochen fell to the side of King Xianlan's body and gasped with a gulp of fear.

Just now ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ If he did not understand the second level of time swordsmanship, and showed the first trick of the scaled swordsmanship, I am afraid that he and the talented lady would die here.

The sage scholar recovered the Confucian sacred book, but her eyes looked at the **** skull that flew tens of miles away, and said, "The sacred soul of the king of fairy orchids flew into the skull."

"That skull seems to have come alive, we seem to have provoked a more terrible enemy. Whose skull is it?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Although killing a blood sage, Zhang Ruochen did not have a trace of joy, but gave birth to a greater sense of crisis.

(I saw some readers say why Zhang Ruochen did not use the Qiankun Shenmu map to bleed the moon ghost king. In Chapter 953, did Zhang Ruochen already hand over the Qiankun Shenmu map with four letters to Xiaohei?

At that time, Zhang Ruochen didn't know if he had entered the endless abyss and would still be able to return alive. He would certainly not bring the Qiankun Shenmu map.

After all, there are still many people in Qiankun Shenmu. It is impossible to let everyone risk death with him. That is irresponsible behavior. Moreover, Qiankun Shenmu is not indestructible. )