Crossing the space wormhole mirror, Zhang Ruochen reached two hundred thousand miles away in an instant and entered the deep space zone.
He looked back and saw that the white jade sacred tree more than 10,000 miles high was only the size of a millstone, but its light was still dazzling.
Before Zhang Ruochen could breathe a sigh of relief, space fluctuations appeared not far away, and another space wormhole mirror appeared.
"Chasing so fast." Zhang Ruochen said.
On the battlefield of Huntian, there is no need to guess who the monk who can open the wormhole mirror in space is like him.
"Roar!"
With a roar, Yan Wushen, who was ninety-six feet tall, crossed the mirror and rushed out, saying: "Zhang Ruochen, don't run away, fight me."
Zhang Ruochen ignored him, pointed a finger, opened the space wormhole mirror again, and stepped into it.
"Wow!"
Yan Wushen caught up again and said in a loud voice: "The injuries in your body are serious. If you continue to hold on like this, there will be hidden dangers that cannot be cured. Why don't you stay and fight with me? I will give you a quarter of an hour to recover from your injuries. .¡±
"A quarter of an hour is too short, how about a day?" Zhang Ruochen replied.
Yan Wushen snorted.
Zhang Ruochen did not stop and continued to cross the space.
Now, the initiative has always been in Zhang Ruochen's hands, but once he agrees to Yan Wushen to stop fighting, the initiative will be taken away by Yan Wushen.
Having swallowed Bai Cang¡¯s blood and soil, Zhang Ruochen was confident that he could hold on, at least until the end of the Battle of Hunting Sky.
If he chooses to keep running away, Yan Wushen will not be able to catch up with him even if his spatial attainments are not weaker than his.
"If you want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. But today, I just want to win the first place among the ten clans, so I won't accompany you."
With these words, Zhang Ruochen has entered the space wormhole mirror for the fourth time.
There is not much time left before the Battle of Huntian ends. Most of the monks have stopped fighting and are waiting for the Divine Eye of All Realms to teleport them back to the Mountain of Destiny.
However, Yan Wushen did not give up and still pursued him, saying: "The Temple of Destiny has regulations that prohibit all clan members from being taken away from their own planet. If Zhang Ruochen violates the rules, even if the immortal vampire clan ranks first in points in the end, his ranking will be deprived of him. "
"The stars of the Immortal Vampire Clan no longer exist, so why do we still need to abide by the rules?" Zhang Ruochen said.
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Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen chased each other and fled for a million miles. They were surrounded by six-colored divine mist and a space that continued to tremble.
Although both Que and Greedy Baby have studied the way of space, it is not enough to support them in opening the space wormhole mirror, and they cannot catch up with the two space controllers Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen.
Yan Wushen was always half a beat behind Zhang Ruochen and could not intercept him.
If this continues, the Yama clan will be defeated.
With no other choice, Yan Wushen could only use his last trick and said: "I'll give you one last chance to stay and fight with me. Our victory or defeat will determine the ranking of the Yama clan and the Immortal Blood clan. Otherwise, what happens next?" Both Que and Greedy Baby will join the camp to encircle and suppress you. The two of them will never let go of this opportunity to kill you."
After ten years of training in Dark Star, coupled with the refining of Bai Cang Blood and Earth, and the fusion of the sixth holy will, the gap between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen's cultivation and combat power has widened.
If Zhang Ruochen wasn't so seriously injured, of course he wouldn't mind fighting Yan Wushen and defeating him completely.
But, that¡¯s not possible now.
Zhang Ruochen continued to run away without saying a word.
Yan Wushen shook his head, no longer hesitated, waved his hand and fired two communication light talismans, passing his and Zhang Ruochen's spatial coordinates to Que and Greed Ying.
Next, every time he crosses the space wormhole mirror, Yan Wushen will hit two communication light symbols.
He believed that the Imperial Holy Spirit Pill had a fatal attraction for Que and Greed Ying, and they would definitely try their best to catch up.
After receiving the summons, Greed Ying and Que did not take immediate action because they knew that they could not catch up with Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen by flying alone.
Not long after, the two of them received seven message light talismans in succession.
Que raised a palm, and a vast starry sky appeared in his palm. The positions of seven spatial coordinates automatically appeared in his palm, forming an irregular line.
"As expected, Zhang Ruochen will appear in this area next time."
Que stretched out his finger and pointed to one of the areas.
Sure enough, Yan Wushen's eighth message light talisman flew over, and the position of the spatial coordinates was very close to the position analyzed by Que.
"Can??'s body gradually regains its strength. The broken Hell of Hell appeared from his feet one foot at a time.
The power of the Holy Will in Zhang Ruochen's body was in chaos, and the killing energy kept hitting his body. A million times more masculine energy rushed straight into his brain, destroying his sanity and making him a little crazy.
Zhang Ruochen, who was lying dying in the void, also began to burn the blood of the Great Sage, and slowly stood up, his long hair swaying in the divine flames.
The blood and pieces of flesh scattered in the void automatically flew towards his chest.
"Everything is empty."
"Space sword dance."
"Boom."
When they collided again, Yan Wushen's legs were cut off by Zhang Ruochen's space sword.
Zhang Ruochen, on the other hand, was hit on the left side of his body by Yan Wushen's All-In-One Sky. Even though he avoided the heart, his left arm was severed from the collarbone, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood.
On the neck, the newly healed wound reappeared, forming a red blood line.
The old injury recurred, as if the head and body were about to separate again.
This tragic battle left all the monks who watched the Divine Eye of All Worlds moved.
This is no longer a simple battle, but a battle for victory and defeat, a battle for glory, a battle for interests, and a battle of spiritual will between the two best monks of the era, Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen. . (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com