Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the colorful auspicious clouds, and said with a joking smile: "Haha! Another defeated general has arrived."
Shang Ziyan knew that Zhang Ruochen was deliberately provoking, so he didn't get angry at all. Instead, he attacked with words: "You are pretending to be crazy, don't you just want to participate in the War of the Ten Realms?"
"It's a pity that there is no place for you in heaven, and there is no place for you in hell."
"You said, you are neither a human nor an undead vampire, so what on earth do you think you are?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "You are the least qualified to say that to me. Thousands of years ago, you were still a human being, but now you are at best a human-shaped stone. Who are you?"
"Hurry back and don't disrupt the Battle of the Ten Realms, otherwise the Holy Army from the Heavenly Palace and the Temple of Destiny will cut you into pieces. Your Ten Realm War Statement is just a joke, and no one will take it seriously. "Shang Ziyan said this deliberately, intending to remind Tiangong and the Temple of Destiny, so as to use their power to kill Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen had to admit that Shang Ziyan was a formidable opponent.
Originally, he had pretended to be arrogant and ridiculed the heroes of the world with his words, which had aroused the dissatisfaction of most of the monks present and aroused everyone's emotions. Coupled with the influence caused by severely injuring Nan Sheng with a sword, those The pretentious and powerful Saint Realm man would most likely fight him for the sake of his reputation and face.
As long as the battle begins, it no longer matters whether the Heavenly Palace and the Destiny Temple recognize his qualifications or not.
As long as he can win and keep winning, he will be the Lord of the Ten Realms.
However, Shang Ziyan interrupted his plan, and instead wanted to use the power of the Temple of Destiny and the Heavenly Palace to deal with him.
For Zhang Ruochen, this was quite unfavorable. He couldn't help but think in his mind, should he scold Nan Sheng for a while longer? Scolding Nan Sheng obviously had a significant effect.
Zhuo Yunong walked behind Prajna and said: "Your Highness the Goddess, Zhang Ruochen is indeed disrupting the order of the Ten World War. Otherwise, I will lead the Holy Army to suppress him. Or, I can take this opportunity to kill him "
Zhuo Yunong made a gesture of obliteration.
Xuetu stood aside, his heart trembled, and he stared at Prajna.
Prajna's eyes were cold and his aura was exuding, and he said: "You will do whatever Shang Ziyuan asks you to do? This is killing someone with a borrowed knife, can't you tell?"
Xue Tu echoed and said, "That's right, it's obviously a borrowed knife to kill someone."
"But the Temple of Destiny can't let him cause trouble there, right? The War of the Ten Realms was initiated by the Temple of Destiny. It is a serious and influential matter. If Zhang Ruochen disrupts the situation and affects the plan of the hell world. Who will bear this responsibility? Can you afford it?" Zhuo Yunong said.
The Adjudication Division has always regarded Zhang Ruochen as a nuisance in the Temple of Destiny, and wanted to kill him before he could become a god.
Prajna said: "In any case, Zhang Ruochen is now a monk in the hell world. If because of Shang Ziyan's few words, the Temple of Destiny spared no effort to deal with him, even if Zhang Ruochen can be suppressed or killed, he will definitely be defeated by all the people in heaven. A monk's joke? If Zhang Ruochen cannot be suppressed, the joke will become even bigger."
Xuetu echoed: "Zhang Ruochen is the controller of time and space. What he is not afraid of most is a siege. The Holy Army may be able to defeat him, but to kill or suppress him, I don't think it is an easy task."
"If the God of War enters the Holy Army formation with me, even the false god can suppress him, let alone Zhang Ruochen." Zhuo Yunong said.
"That's natural."
Xuetu was quite pleased with himself. After saying this, he immediately thought of something and waved his hands quickly, saying, "But it won't work. The injury from the battle with Zhenyuan a few days ago has not healed yet!"
Xue Tu¡¯s injuries have naturally recovered.
However, he knew Zhang Ruochen very well and knew how powerful this senior brother was. Returning after a thousand years already made him worried. When he saw Zhang Ruochen severely injuring Nan Sheng with his sword, Xue Tu became even more uneasy.
Zhuo Yunong roped him in to deal with Zhang Ruochen. In Xue Tu's view, this was a bit of a trick to him, so he naturally refused.
"I am now a disciple of the God of Death, and a first-class strong man. Why should I be afraid of him? I should not be afraid of anything." Xue Tu thought in his heart, standing up straight, with a stern look in his eyes.
The Temple of Destiny took no action, but a holy army from Tiangong gathered over.
This holy army is composed of one hundred thousand and a half saints, three thousand saints, six hundred holy kings, one hundred great saints, and three supreme saints. They wear silver holy armor and hold a war weapon refined from the space holy jade in one hand. A bow and a talisman arrow in one hand.
One hundred thousand bowstrings were drawn, and bright light erupted from their bodies, as if they turned into a bright sea of ??stars.
The power of one hundred thousand war bows, guided by the inscriptions, are completely connected together.?Able to hide alone in the darkness and be a killer with a fake name.
Shang Ziyan, whose cultivation strength is not as good as his, can become a figure respected by the monks of the entire heaven faction. He is followed by saints, admired by beauties, and has countless friends.
Thousands of years later, he originally thought that the World Conference was an opportunity, and the War of the Ten Worlds was an opportunity to prove himself again, to stand in the sunshine from the dark corner, to be respected by the monks all over the world, and to take charge of the right to command the monks of the entire heaven faction. , get everything that should belong to him.
However, in the Hongchen Islands, he was defeated again by Zhang Ruochen. He was defeated miserably and humiliated.
That feeling is like a lonely person walking in the darkness, finally seeing the light, taking a step forward, but falling into the abyss again.
Now the opportunity to climb out of the abyss and walk out of the darkness is right in front of him, how can he miss it?
He wants to defeat Zhang Ruochen, and he wants to prove himself to the monks all over the world.
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