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- The six spiritual mountains stand in the six directions of the Qianlong Hall, like six pillars of heaven, reaching into the sky, looking majestic. ?
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? did not exist, and under the night, a black treasured garment was spread out smoothly, suspended between the six spiritual mountains, emitting wisps of black light, hanging straight down, and enveloping the entire Qianlong Palace.
In the Blood God Sect, other monks were completely unaware of the changes in the Qianlong Palace.
"Your Highness the Son of God, this person is Liao Teng, the deputy palace master of Luanzi Tiangong. Not long ago, his cultivation level has broken through the realm of a middle-level saint, and he is many times more powerful than the Hongyuan saint."
Zhao Shiqi sent out a burst of mental power and told Zhang Ruochen the details of the other party.
Liao Teng's five senses were sharp and he noticed the fluctuations in his mental power. He glanced at Zhao Shiqi's hiding place and let out a cold snort.
"Pfft."
Zhao Shiqi appeared from the top of a tower, bleeding from seven holes, hooked along the glazed tiles, and fell to the ground with a bang. He was so seriously injured that he could no longer get up from the ground.
Just now, Liao Teng¡¯s cold snort was filled with holy energy, which Zhao Shiqi couldn¡¯t bear at all.
In front of the Saint of the Middle Realm, the creatures who have not entered the Holy Realm are indeed like ants. Liao Teng could kill quasi-saint-level creatures with just one word or breath.
of course there are exceptions.
For example, Zhang Ruochen, he sat steadily on the stone bench from beginning to end, appearing calm and unfazed.
Liao Teng was also secretly surprised and said: "A mere quasi-sage of one calamity can actually dissolve the holy power of this saint. No wonder he is capable of killing Hongyuan Saint. However, in front of this saint, , you are still no different from a child who has just learned to walk."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Ruochen had a smile on his face and played with a luminous cup on the stone table, looking unconcerned.
Qing Mo stood in the dark and asked Zhang Ruochen if he wanted to take action to capture Liao Teng.
Zhang Ruochen told her not to take action for the time being. He wanted to test Liao Teng's strength himself.
Not long after Liao Teng entered the realm of a middle-level saint, Zhang Ruochen had just passed through his first quasi-holy tribulation.
Zhang Ruochen wants to know, with his current strength, can he fight against a middle-level saint?
Liao Teng¡¯s eyes were fixed on the Holy Source, and he guessed that Gu Linfeng must have more precious treasures on his body. As long as he is killed, his wealth will increase dramatically.
"die."
Liao Teng pointed two fingers into the void, looking extremely elegant. He used the holy energy to condense into a blood-red leaf and struck Gu Linfeng below.
The leaves rotated rapidly and turned into a beam of light, creating a series of explosions.
With the force of Zhang Ruochen¡¯s five fingers, the luminous cup shattered with a snap, turning into more than ten pieces, flying upward like a meteor shower.
One of the fragments collided with the blood-colored leaves, and both were annihilated at the same time.
Other fragments still flew up and hit Liao Teng.
Liao Teng let out a sigh. He originally thought that a leaf was enough to kill Gu Linfeng, but now it seemed that he had underestimated him.
Liao Teng spread his right palm and slapped it down, shattering all the pieces of the luminous cup.
The palm prints became larger and larger, hundreds of meters long, and each palm print could be clearly seen as they were printed downwards, as if they were trying to flatten the entire Qianlong Palace.
Zhang Ruochen flew up from the ground, raised his left arm and pressed upward, a blood-red dragon shadow emerged from his arm, and a dragon roar came out.
The two palms collided together, and there was a brief stalemate.
Zhang Ruochen felt an overwhelming force coming from his left arm, as if the heaven and earth were pressing on him, forcing him to keep falling downwards.
Liao Teng snorted coldly: "You actually want to fight with me, are you looking for death?"
Zhang Ruochen mobilized the holy energy and injected it into the Seven Kills Gloves, stimulating thousands of lines of destructive power. At the same time, he stimulated the power of his physical body. One hundred and thirty-two acupoints in his body simultaneously bloomed with bright brilliance, intertwining into a mysterious star. picture.
Zhang Ruochen's palm power increased greatly, and he suddenly exploded, tearing apart the large hand seal hundreds of meters long, and Liao Teng attacked in the opposite direction.
Although Liao Teng felt surprised, his attack speed was not slow. He rushed forward and had a head-on collision with Zhang Ruochen.
Even though Zhang Ruochen used his Thousand Marks of Destruction Power, he did not block it and flew out, hitting the stone wall of a spiritual mountain.
The geological structure of Lingshan is quite stable, far better than that of ordinary mountains. Therefore, withstanding such a degree of impact, it only collapsed a small piece and did not collapse.
&nbIn Yingsha City in the Ruins Realm, Jishui and the human monks had fought to the point of losing their strength and thought they would surely die.
The appearance of that man changed the entire battle situation with one person, saved a city of human elites, and fought against more than a dozen beast kings, just like the god of war. At that time, even Jishui's cold heart almost started to beat, giving birth to a trace of admiration and admiration.
However, Jishui knew very well that that man could be called the Young Emperor and was destined to become a legend in the human race, and was not something she could get in touch with.
"After all, Jishui is also a woman. How could she not feel admiration for someone like Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space?"
How could the sword of Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space, appear in Gu Linfeng's hand?
The more Jishui looked at it, the weirder she felt, because the Gu Linfeng at this moment was so similar to the man she admired so much in the past, not just in appearance, but in his temperament, sharp, proud, and unworldly, as peerless as ever. Just like the Juggernaut.
"Isn't itimpossible?"
A bold guess emerged in Jishui's mind, but there was also some disbelief.
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