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- "Boom."
The arrow flew out during the day and turned into a dazzling white beam of light, catching up with the escaping Son of Baihuan God.
Baihuan Shenzi stopped, looked back, saw the shape of the arrow clearly, and murmured to himself: "How could Bairi Tianjun's Bairi Arrow be in the hands of a human?"
"A hundred mountains rise from the earth."
Baihuan Shenzi formed a fingering technique, held the gem in his hand, and pressed it towards the ground.
Suddenly, the land in front of him shook violently, and mountains stood up one after another.
The mountain is at least a thousand meters high, made of rock, and is as hard as iron.
Explosions continued to be heard.
The arrows shot through the rocky mountains in the daytime, approaching the Baihuan God Son, and were about to fall on him.
The figure of Baihuan God Son became blurry, and then disappeared.
The arrow hit the ground during the day, leaving a ravine dozens of miles long on the earth.
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
The Son of Baihuan God reappeared, unfolding three pairs of silver flesh wings, holding a blood-red millstone, and appeared above the day arrow.
"receive."
On the blood-red millstone, a large number of inscriptions are intertwined, forming a strong cyclone, pulling at the arrows of the day.
"Bai Ri Tianjun was once the first god of war among the great saints of the Qingtian Tribe. His Qing Tian Bow and Bai Ri Tianjun are treasures that surpass the sacred weapons of the Ten Thousand Patterns. If this son of God can obtain the Bai Ri Tian Arrow, he can give orders. The immortal blood clan of White Sun Star, from now on, this son of God will be the king of White Sun Star."
Baihuan Shenzi was very aware of the value of the Day Arrow, so he was excited and tried his best to take it away.
Zhang Ruochen noticed that the Baihuan Son of God was collecting the day arrows, so he mobilized the holy energy throughout his body, injected it into the Qingtian Bow, and used the connection between the Qingtian Bow and the day arrows to collect the day arrows. ?One took the other and the two fought fiercely.
"Brother, let me help you."
Xiang Chunan took out the metal magic crown, inspired the supreme power, raised his arm, and the magic crown flew out.
A moment later, the metal magic crown flew over the Baihuan God Son, forming a thick magic cloud and suppressing it downwards. In the area where Baihuan Shenzi was, the air was getting thicker and thicker, and the space seemed to be solidifying.
At the same time, Murong Yue's Blue Light Blunt Moon Slash and Xie Chengzi's Bloodthirsty Ring attacked Baihuan Shenzi from the other two directions.
Baihuan God Son looked up and said: "The Supreme Sacred Artifact."
Immediately afterwards, he looked at Qinguang Dunyue Slash, his eyes darkened again, and said: "Divine relics. What are the origins of these monks? How come there are so many top-notch soldiers?"
Baihuan Shenzi gave up collecting the arrows of the day and clasped his hands together.
Immediately, his body became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a speck of light and disappeared in place.
"Boom."
The Metal Demonic Crown, Blue Light Blunt Moon Slash, and Bloodthirsty Ring bombarded the land one after another, causing the land to collapse, dust rising into the sky, and the world being filled with chaotic power fluctuations.
Zhang Ruochen used the space domain to protect his body and rushed to the outskirts of the broken land first. He rolled up his sleeves and withdrew the day arrow with a swish sound.
"Sure enough, let him escape again." Zhang Ruochen frowned.
The combat power of the Hundred Illusion Son of God may be weaker than that of the Blood Bee Shura King, but his illusion skills are no small matter. It is even harder to kill him than the Blood Bee Shura King.
What is even more troublesome is that the Baihuan Son of God can transform his appearance and body shape, appear and disappear, and undergo thousands of transformations. If he deliberately planned to assassinate a monk, that monk would probably have a narrow escape from death.
"Letting Baihuan God Son escape this time will definitely cause endless troubles. Next, we must be extremely careful." Murong Yue said worriedly.
"He can't escape."
Xiang Chunan hummed, and then used his clairvoyance to look for traces of the Son of God.
On the other side, Ji Fanxin used a mental power technique to subdue the blood camel beast, stood on its back and came to Zhang Ruochen.
Shi Ren squeezed his hands tightly, rushed under the blood camel beast, took out a Seven Tribulations Saint Talisman, held it between his two fingers, and said: "Fairy, this beast has devoured my people, I want to kill it." It avenges the people."
Ji Fanxin wore a veil, giving people a mysterious hazy beauty, and said in a melodious voice: "I asked the blood camel beast just now, and it did not devour your people. In fact, the monks of the ancient Zhenyu clan just After a brief confrontation with Bai Huan Shen Zi, we retreated into a black wilderness deep within the ancient clan."
Shi Ren looked startled, then showed joy and said: "HeThe ancient Yu clan were helpless and had no choice but to take refuge in the sword tomb. Zhang Ruochen was able to defeat him, which was naturally a great joy for them who were frightened.
Elder Xuanfeng and Elder Xuanhai looked at Zhang Ruochen again, their eyes became awe-inspiring, and at the same time they bowed and saluted, and said in unison: "I beg the sword holder to protect the ancient Zhenyu clan."
"You two elders don't have to be so polite, take us to see the clan leader!"
Zhang Ruochen raised his hand, and the two elders stood up straight again.
The Sword Tomb Palace is not only a palace, but also a powerful sacred weapon.
Shi Qiankun, the patriarch of the ancient clan who suppressed the prison, used the Sword Tomb Palace to collect all the members of the ancient clan, flew into the sword tomb, and hid them, so as to avoid being annihilated by the Son of God Baihuan.
In the Sword Tomb Palace.
The monks from the Zhenyu Ancient Clan are sitting on the right, headed by Shi Qiankun.
Zhang Ruochen, Ji Fanxin, Xiang Chunan and others were sitting on the seats on the left side of the palace.
Zhang Ruochen took out the pattern of the "Holy King Level Blood Suppressing Talisman", handed it to Shi Qiankun, and said: "With this talisman, the crisis of the ancient clan of Suppressing Prison should be solved."
Zhang Ruochen once asked Shi Qiankun to refine the semi-holy blood-suppressing talisman and the holy-level blood-suppressing talisman. Therefore, Shi Qiankun is no stranger to the blood-suppressing talisman.
Taking over the pattern, Shi Qiankun studied it carefully, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
However, after a moment, Shi Qiankun frowned deeply and said: "The Holy King-level blood-suppressing talisman is used to deal with the undead vampires below the Seven-step Holy King. It can definitely defeat the enemy. However, it is used to deal with the Seven-step Holy King and above. The undead vampires are probably still a little behind."
Xiang Chunan was very heroic and said: "If one is not enough, just use ten or dozens of them and throw them all together."
Shi Qiankun shook his head and said: "Even if dozens of Saint King-level blood-suppressing talismans are played at the same time, they can only suppress the Eight-step Saint King at most, and will not have much effect on the Nine-step Saint King. Unless there are more advanced ones. Blood Suppressing Talisman." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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