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- It was no secret that Yan Wushen invited Zhang Ruochen. The moment the Kowloon chariot drove into Jiayin City, the news spread among the major forces.
Everyone knows that Yan Wushen and Zhang Ruochen are the top heroes of this era, and there will definitely be a peak competition between the two.
It may be the difference between victory and defeat, or life and death.
Their gathering this time seems intriguing.
At the same time, a wonderful battle also broke out at the night banquet of the ten major tribes hosted by the Huangtian tribe.
Emperor Yu faced off against "Yue Tinghai", a powerful Dzogchen master from the Jingtian tribe, and used strong and fierce methods to defeat him and cut off his right arm, avenging his previous humiliation.
Some people suspect that Emperor Yu has not only reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm, but has also cultivated the third level of Holy Will.
"Otherwise, Yue Tinghai would not have been defeated so miserably, and would have almost no power to fight back."
So far, the position of the most powerful person in the Immortal Vampire Clan has become a battle between the three strongest men, Sword Prison Emperor, Feng Queen, and Yu Emperor.
When the news came out, the monks from the ten tribes were all shocked.
The strength of the Immortal Vampire Clan has officially entered the forefront among the ten clans.
However, what puzzled countless monks was that Emperor Yu, with such a powerful cultivation, was not the leader of the Blood Sky Tribe. As a result, Zhang Ruochen, who was attending an appointment at Wushen Temple, attracted greater attention.
Over the night sky, the clouds surged, showing six different colors.
That is the light emitted by the six-colored star mist of the cosmic forest.
"Boom."
With a deafening thunder, rain of six colors fell from the sky, dripping and dripping, falling on the eaves tiles, like bead curtains, like tears from the sky.
Prajna stood in the long pavilion, with white clothes like snow and long black hair swaying in the wind. He stretched out a slender jade-like hand, catching the raindrops, and looked towards the direction of Jiayin City.
Beside her, stood a slender flaming figure. If you look carefully, you will see that it is a woman.
Her name is Huo Mei Yin Ji, and she belongs to the dead race.
"You think too highly of Zhang Ruochen, don't you?" Huo Mei Yin Ji showed a look of confusion and disdain.
Prajna's eyes were as still as water, and he said: "It's not that I value him, it's the Yama clan that values ??him. Why should we despise an opponent who can be valued so much by the Yama clan? If Feng Hou gets his support, we will have to guard against him. .¡±
"Da da."
Wujiang walked over with a blue paper umbrella in hand. Under the light, a long shadow was cast on the ground and said: "It is still unknown whether Zhang Ruochen can walk out of Wushen Temple."
Huo Mei Yin Ji stared at him, and when she saw that handsome face, a different look appeared in her eyes, and said: "I heard that Yan Wushen embarked on a path of cultivating Buddhism, and with the help of a The ancient relics, using the sacred weapon Ten Thousand Buddhas Tongming Lamp, have refined the physical body to the extreme, which can be called the body of a half-Buddha. It would be even harder for Zhang Ruochen to walk out of the Wushu Temple alive than to ascend to heaven."
"The rain is too fast and the wind is too cold. Let's go back first! Zhang Ruochen does not pose any threat until he breaks the first shackles."
Wujiang crossed Huomei Yinji, walked to Prajna's side, held the umbrella over, covering the wind that drifted in, and also covered the rain falling into Prajna's hands. Prajna could not help but frown, and the depth of his pupils appeared. A hint of displeasure.
At this moment, a shadow appeared in the rain. He knelt down on one knee and said, "I would like to report to His Highness Prajna that Zhang Ruochen walked out of Wushen Temple."
Prajna's eyes were sparkling, and a beautiful and unparalleled smile appeared on his pale face, saying: "In his home court, Yan Wushen couldn't keep Zhang Ruochen. In a confrontation, Zhang Ruochen was already the winner. With one Yuhuang and another Zhang Ruochen, the Blood Sky tribe is really interesting this time, with surprises everywhere."
There was a cold light in Wujiang's eyes, and he said, "I'll go meet him for a while."
Before the voice fell, his figure had already disappeared into the pavilion.
In the hand of Huo Mei Yinji, she grabbed the blue paper umbrella that Wujiang was holding just now, and said: "Fighting is prohibited in Hanye City. Isn't he afraid of breaking the rules?"
"Don't worry, they all know how to fight within the rules."
Prajna's hand is still open in the rain, feeling the coldness of the raindrops carefully. The palm of the hand looks colorful, like a painting made of splashed ink.
The raindrops began in the sky and ended in her hands, completing their life.
This is its life¡¯s destiny!
"them?"
A surprised look appeared on Huo Mei Yin Ji¡¯s face.
The word "they" definitely cannot represent Wujiang and Zhang?¡±
In the pink fog, a carriage appeared out of thin air, only more than ten feet away from the Kowloon chariot. The driver was a humanoid skeleton, with only the face covered with flesh and blood.
The laughter just now came from the frame.
Ling Xi stared at the skeleton coachman and took a breath.
That coachman¡¯s intact face was exactly the same as that of the Bloody Sage.
Could it be that at that moment, the Blood-Crying Great Sage had been silently killed by the other party and turned into a skeleton?
Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes and released his mental power.
However, as soon as the mental power came into contact with the pink mist, it was eroded, making it impossible to detect the opponent's reality.
At this moment, a ghostly mist appeared behind the Kowloon chariot, and a black carriage parked there. In the car, a hearty laugh came out: "Don't you feel humiliated to be Zhang Ruochen's maid? Fairy Wuying, this matter has nothing to do with you, please leave immediately."
The three carriages were parked in a straight line, and the Kowloon chariot was blocked in the middle.
Lian Xi knows very well that if she leaves Zhang Ruochen, she will only become a prisoner of the next monk in the hell world. By then, the situation will be even more difficult than now.
"Who are you? Don't you know that fighting and killing are prohibited in Hanye City?" Lian Xi said.
Zhang Ruochen sat in the car and said: "The backgrounds of the two of them are quite remarkable. One is one of the three candidate goddesses of the Destiny Temple, the Great Sage Yanhong. The other is the seventh son of the Ghost Lord, Ji, both of them are hundred. One of the top ten existences in the Dzogchen Realm."
Ling Xi¡¯s face instantly turned pale.
She has known for a long time that Zhang Ruochen has enemies all over the hell world. However, it was unexpected that two such terrifying and powerful enemies came at once.
How to break the situation next?
Since the other party has killed the Blood-Crying Great Sage, it means that it is by no means as simple as testing and intimidation.
In the frame of the car in front, the voice of the Great Sage Yanhong sounded, "Covered by my mist, you have lost your mental perception, and you can still judge the identity of this saint immediately. It seems to Zhang Ruochen that during this period, you In Hanhai Manor, it¡¯s not just about making love with Fairy Wuying.¡±
In the carriage behind, he said: "You have never seen me, but you can recognize me. How do you do it?"
"Because you have always been my enemy that I take very seriously, and I remember everything about you by heart."
When Zhang Ruochen said this, he read one word: "Broken."
The Divine Fire of Purification emerged from the Nine Dragon Chariot and spread out like white clouds, burning the pink mist until it disappeared, breaking the illusion.
The appearance of the skeleton coachman is no longer that of the blood-crying great sage. Instead, he is wearing a bamboo hat and his appearance cannot be clearly seen.
"It turns out it's all an illusion. The purpose of that Yanhong Great Sage must be to scare us." Liao Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the real Blood-Crying Great Sage was entangled in silk-like pink mist threads, as if wrapped in a blood cocoon, unable to escape no matter what.
If the Great Sage Yanhong really dares to blatantly kill the Great Sage Xuewei in Hanye City, he will definitely offend the Blood God of War, and the Temple of Destiny will not be able to save her.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡ªThe pink mist threads dispersed as the Divine Fire of Purification burned away. The Blood-Crying Great Sage escaped from the trap and quickly retreated to the side of the Nine Dragon Chariot.
His heart was extremely depressed.
I thought that by breaking the seventy-two shackles, I would be promoted to the top master of the Hundred Shackles Realm. Unexpectedly, just accompanying Zhang Ruochen to a banquet, he suffered two blows.
There is such a big gap between him and the powerful people who have attained the Great Perfection in the Hundred Flails Realm.
¡°Bang Dong!¡±
¡°Bang Dong!¡±
The wheels of the front and rear frames slowly rotated and drove towards the Kowloon Chariot.
Every time you advance one foot, the space will be compressed.
The space in the front and back directions seemed to have turned into two invisible walls, slowly moving over. The Kowloon chariot was pressed to the spot and could not move, and all the stone slabs on the street were cracked.
¡°Bang bang.¡±
With nine explosions, the nine dragon souls pulling the cart couldn't bear the squeeze of space and exploded, retreating back into the interior of the chariot.
However, the Blood-Crying Great Sage and Lian Xi were unable to retreat. They could only rely on their own cultivation to bear the impact of space squeeze.
After the Nine Dragon Chariot was reforged, it was very close to the king's sacred weapon. However, when the front and rear carriages moved within ten feet, the chariot made a "squeaking" sound, and cracks appeared in some places. . (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)?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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