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Space power is not irresistible. Once the strength of the other party is strong enough, it can oscillate the space and resolve the space attack.
However, in the Qinglong market, the spatial structure is quite fragile, and Zhang Ruochen has taken advantage.
After the large bloodline was torn, some of them were repaired as powerful semi-san, and immediately withdrew and fled away from the broken space.
Zhang Ruochen locked the nine-stage and half-sacred, chased it up, and shot a trick.
"Tianhe division of labor."
A punch hit, suddenly the whole oasis sounded thunder, a tens of thousands of long sacred rivers sprang out, and rotated around Zhang Ruochen, hitting the back of the nine-stage semi-san.
"Oh!"
The pair of blood wings on the ninth-order half-sacred back, in an instant, were torn apart, splashing a large piece of blood.
In his mouth, a low scream was screaming and falling from the air. On his back, all the bones were shattered, and even the internal organs were ruined, but they did not die.
The higher the undead blood is cultivated, the stronger the vitality is and it is hard to be killed.
Zhang Ruochen’s sacred surging, such as the same god, quickly chased him up, hit the second punch again, kicked the body of the nine-stage and half-sacred, and finally killed him.
Subsequently, Zhang Ruochen continued to rush to the direction of the blood pool, and the battle was hearty. The feeling of swell in the body was venting, and the whole person was in a state of extreme excitement.
He has a hunch that he will continue to maintain this state and will soon be able to break through the realm.
The other three large blood banks, running at a very fast speed, intercepted Zhang Ruochen from three different directions.
Prince Qingtian frowned, immediately sent out three sound waves, stopped the main players of the three large blood groups, ordered them to retreat, and not to contact Zhang Ruochen.
The tragic lessons of the past have caused the Qingtian tribe to lose dozens of powerful people at once, and also let Prince Qingtian realize that in the Qinglong market, the use of large-scale joint strikes against Zhang Ruochen is quite a loss.
If a dust breaks the space and breaks through the blood, the loss, even the Prince of Qingtian will be quite heartbroken.
Ghost fog saw the distress of the Prince of Heaven, and immediately stood up and said: "His Royal Highness, please call."
The big man with two arms and four arms, Chang Wan, also took a step forward, saying: "The subordinates also want to go to the so-called time and space to pass people."
Prince Qingtian nodded and said: "You two must be together, don't take it lightly, Zhang Ruochen can block ten beastmasters by himself, not the weak."
To deal with Zhang Ruochen, it is best to dispatch the same level of power, so that the loss can be minimized.
You must know that Ghost Fog and Chang Wan are the strongest in the "Semi-Sanctuary List", one ranked in the 92nd and one in the 154th.
The combat power of the two masters is beyond the Beastmaster, and they can fight dozens of tricks against some weaker underworld saints.
"Zhang Ruochen only relied on the power of time and space to escape, and only blocked more than a dozen Beastmasters. It was really hard and hard, and more than a dozen Beastmasters could break him into pieces."Chang Wan did not put Zhang Ruochen in his eyes.
Being able to rank in the 154th place of the "Semi-St. List", Chang Wan is definitely a battlefield, a character who is difficult to meet opponents under the holy environment.
It is estimated that only the top ten super-sacred people in the "Semi-Sanctuary" and "Semi-St. List" will give him a jealous heart.
Large blood and small blood groups all receded, forming a 100-wide area.
In the array, hundreds of undead bloody top strongmen stood in an encirclement, enclosing Zhang Ruochen in the central area.
In the sky above the three large blood banks, each of them has a thousand sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sects.
Zhang Ruochen stood in the center and looked at the four sides. It was full of thick blood fog, much like a bloody red fog wall, connected from the ground to the sky.
"Hey!"
Chang Wan walked out of one of the fog walls. He was about three meters tall and had two arms and four arms. Every step stepped out, the ground would vibrate violently, and there was a circle of blood spreading outward.
"Heaven has a way, you don't go, there is no door to hell, but you just come in, Zhang Ruochen, do you really think that you can't die?"
The two arms in front of Changwan, each carrying a black rifle, walked silently across from Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Chang Wan and said faintly: "Your strength is not enough, and it is not worthy to play against me. Let the princes of the Qingtian tribe come out to qualify."
"If you want to play against your Royal Highness, you are still too far away. You may not be able to get past this."
Chang Wanhao is also a strong one of the Qingtian tribes. It is enough to confront the holy people. It is actually so lightly watched by Zhang Ruochen, which really makes him intolerable.
When the voice fell, Chang Wan decisively shot, two black-and-black rifles, as if they were alive, grew a piece of fine scales, respectively, with lightning and blood.
The two long guns are not ordinary warfare, and the power of the explosion is close to the thousand-grain.
In fact, Zhang Ruochen did not look down on Chang Wan. After all, Chang Wan’s ranking in the “Semi-Sanctuary List” is even higher than Da Sikong and Er Sikong. How could it be a simple character?
Slightly despise each other, it is possible to overturn the ship in the gutter.
Zhang Ruochen mobilized his whole body to gather his arms, and suddenly, the seventy-two acupoints in the body exude a light, connected into a mysterious pattern.
In the distance, Mrs. Qingtian made a scorn in his mouth and said to himself: "He is actually practicing the flesh, and he has cultivated the flesh to such a degree."
The reason why the Prince of Qingtian practiced the flesh was mainly because he got a roll of ancient exercises, which can be cultivated to the extent of physical sanctification by absorbing blood and strengthening the body.
A human being, who wants to cultivate to the sanctification of the flesh, is much more difficult than the Prince of Heaven.
"Hey."
When Zhang Ruochen exhibited a dragon like a palm, when he played the ninth palm, he would fly out of Changwan.
Chang Wan fell back to the ground, sliding back ten miles, leaving a long pit.
"How could this be……Strong…"
Chang Wan felt unbelievable. The opponent's palm was just as strong as the sun. His arms were like breaking off. The ten fingers were sore and cracked. Even the two long guns were not stable.
You know, he has smelted the body of a saint, and the body is quite strong. How can he be defeated so quickly?
Outside the oasis, the Red Ant Beastmaster and the corpse ancestor Beastmaster looked at each other and were quite surprised.
"Compared with the previous time, Zhang Ruochen's strength has increased a lot. With my strength, it is estimated that he could not stop him from hitting. ”The red ant beast king said.
The corpse ancestor Beastmaster spit a long breath and said: "Today's Zhang Ruochen, it is estimated that only the Dragon Dragon, the Yak Beastmaster, and the Golden Armor King can suppress him."
"If it is, I will go through the third quasi-sacred robbery and practice the holy phase, but I will be able to stand up against him."The red ant beast king said.
The ancestral bird Beastmaster shook his head gently and said: "So far, Zhang Ruochen has not used the kendo, and the mysterious time power. If so, he will try his best and not know how strong it will be? ”
The Red Ant Beast King fell into silence. After careful calculation, he finally found that even if it crossed the third quasi-sacred robbery and displayed the holy phase, most of them were not Zhang Ruochen's opponents.
All of the Terran monks are quite happy.
"With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation, it is enough to confront some weaker underworld saints."Wanhua language dark road.
In the oasis.
Zhang Ruochen suddenly gave birth to a strong sense of crisis. The feeling was like being stared by a poisonous snake. Once it was bitten, it would die.
"Hey!"
Shi Shichen moved to the right and moved 20 feet to the right.
At the same time, a black mist flew out of the ground and waved a sword to break Zhang Ruchen's afterimage into two pieces.
"No shadows."
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes sank, his fingers touched the space ring, and he took out Shen Yuan’s ancient sword, and the palm of his hand shot on the hilt and kicked the sword out.
With Zhang Ruochen’s current martial art realm, it’s also a shocking move, and the mysterious power of the sword five can be erupted.
Shen Yuan ancient sword turned into a black light, penetrating from the black mist.
"Hey!"
A drop of blood spilled from the dark mist.
There was a muffled sound in the mouth of the ghost fog, and the real body was revealed. The look in his eyes was horrified, and he quickly retreated backwards, and opened a long distance with Zhang Ruochen.
Just now, Shen Yuan Gu Jian penetrated from his abdomen, leaving a bloody hole, and the entire abdominal cavity became blood red.
Originally, he wanted to assassinate Zhang Ruochen unexpectedly, but did not expect it, but was injured by Zhang Ruochen. Zhang Ruochen's nerve reaction is so fast that he can be scared.
Chang Wan stood up again from the ground, and then turned around and turned to Zhang Ruochen with another head.
This head is quite old, with wrinkles on his face, and even a pair of arms are quite dry, called yellow-brown, without any moisture.
However, it is the flesh of a human saint, and it is powerful and can erupt.
Chang Wan was able to rank in the 154th place of the "Semi-St. List" because he smelt the body of a saint, and it can explode part of the power of the saint.
"Zhang Ruochen, you succeeded in angering me."Chang Wan slammed.
Zhang Ruochen said: "How is that? You are not my opponent. ”
"I still dare to despise me. It seems that you have to see my true strength."
On Chang Wan’s body, a blood-red silk thread emerges, like a spider web, intertwined and interconnected. Finally, it condenses into a holy phase of more than 30 feet.
The form of the holy phase is exactly the same as Chang Wan, with two heads and four arms.
The only difference is that the breath of the holy phase is quite sacred, like the idols placed in the temples, and there is an impulse that people can't help but worship.
"There is actually a sanctification."
Zhang Ruochen’s face finally showed a dignified expression, and the Shenyuan ancient sword was collected and held tightly in his hand.
A monk can only cultivate the holy phase if he passes through the third quasi-sacred robbery.
Once the sanctification is cultivated, the monk only needs to condense for a while, and he can be sanctified directly.
In other words, Changwan has reached the point where the quasi-sacred is perfect, 100% will cultivate to the holy place, and now it is only the last step.
When the genius of the holy book was compiling the "Semi-St. List", Chang Wan had not yet passed the third quasi-sacred robbery, so he was ranked 154th.
As for now, Chang Wan’s ranking must have been able to rank into the top 50 of the Semi-Sanctuary.
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