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The arrow of the day rushed to the front of Qingmo, and it became slower and slower. Finally, like a snake, flying around her, it rushed to the sky and disappeared into the clouds.
The palm of the Nanzhao Holy Blood is bloody, and there is a death force that invades the wound and devours her vitality.
"Hey."
Nanzhao is quite decisive, and with his hand as a knife, he broke his right arm.
"Who? Who is it? ”
Nanxun to the Holy Blessed the pain from his right arm, staring at the direction of the white arrow flying away, and smashing the murderous murder.
The saints in the knives and the Zifu world all released their spirits, explored the surrounding sky and the ground, and wanted to find the monks who had just shot the white arrows.
Being able to shoot Nanxun to the Holy Land with one arrow, the other party must be a powerful person.
Qingmo just saw the white arrow and recognized it. A pair of bright big eyes couldn’t help but sprint, revealing a look of joy and some worry.
"Isn't it really him?"
Suddenly, Qing Mo saw the figure of Zhang Ruochen. He wore a bloody body and carried the blue sky bow and the white arrow. When he did not know when it appeared on the river of the Whale River, it was very strange.
The saints in the knives and the Zifu world also found the blood shadow standing on the river. They immediately released the field of the Holy Spirit and erupted a powerful Holy Power.
The eyes of Nanzhao's most holy, emitting a dark purple light, said: "The man who just shot the dark arrow is you?"
Zhang Ruochen is silent and seems to be too lazy to speak.
The eyes of the eyes of the holy eyes of the fish looked at Qingmo and said: "The purpose of shooting the arrow is to save her. Are you also a saint in the Kunlun world? ”
The eyes of Nanzhao’s holy eyes are bright, saying: “The arrow just contained a very special death force, and it should be a very powerful treasure. Wouldn't it be another artifact? ”
Zhang Ruochen's mouth was slightly upturned, stepping on the river, step by step, and said: "Even if it is a sacred artifact, you can't take it away."
"In the face of dozens of sacred sects in the sorcerer's and Zifu circles, dare to say such arrogant words, are you too confident about your own strength?"
Nanxun to the Holy Shrine snorted, then took a deep breath, the wound at the shoulder, a breath of blood, like a dense blood vessel, built into the shape of an arm.
Gradually, the powerful blood gas actually condensed the bones, flesh and blood, meridians, and skin. After a while, a snow-white jade arm re-grows.
Her hands, while catching the void.
"Boom."
On the river surface of the Whale River, two huge water columns were raised, and two large hands of more than one hundred meters long were condensed, and Zhang Ruochen was squeezed from the left and right directions.
The large hands of the two rivers condensed into a frozen ice, and the space between the hands was frozen and somewhat solidified.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes are condensed, and the net fire of the gods rushes out of the body and turns into a sea of fire. In an instant, the two big ice hands are burned and melted.
The river of the whale river is also boiling.
The face of Nanzhao’s sacredness changed slightly, saying: “That is…The legendary net destruction of fire…"
Not far away, the solemnity of the sacred and the sacred eyes of the fish also reveal a dignified look, each taking out a sacred device.
The sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sculpt is a three-meter-long holy knive. The knives exude a fascinating radiance, and eight chains are entwined on it, making a squeaking sound.
Strictly sacred palms, pressed on the blade, suddenly, eight chains flew out, each one became as thick as a bucket, dozens of miles long.
Zhang Ruochen looked at the eight chains that rushed over, and the palm of his hand pressed toward the void, and then the eight chains were back and flew back, counterattacking to the sacred world of the sorcerer and the Zifu.
"Hey."
A dozen dozens of saints who had been repaired by the deep have been drawn out by chains. Even if they were prepared, they were still seriously wounded and fell into a pool of blood.
No one knows more than how arrogant the sacred sacred is. If he is standing behind the holy knives, I am afraid that he will be beaten out by the palm of his hand.
Is this person really a sanctuary, not a holy king?
Suddenly, the stern sanctification felt a heavy pressure on his body, and his eyes could not help but show his horrified look and stiffly turned his neck.
I saw that the young man wearing a bloody body was already standing in front of him.
Strictly, the fear of the Holy Spirit reached the extreme, and wanted to flee, but found that it was impossible to move the footsteps, and both legs seemed to be frozen.
"Snapped!"
Zhang Ruochen pressed down and hit the top of the sacred and holy head, breaking all his bones into powder, and the meridians, the holy veins, and the blood veins collapsed. The body softened and lost interest.
Feel free to shoot a sacred one.
Nanxun to the Holy Land and the fisheyes looked at each other without any hesitation. The two also exhibited a secret technique to enhance their strength. The holy blood in the blood, the meridians and the holy spirit in the Holy Spirit were burned. stand up.
The breath of the two people has increased by several times.
The swells that escaped from them shook all the other saints out.
Those saints obviously also know that Zhang Ruochen is a rather fierce character, not that they can compete, so they immediately flee to the distance.
"The food is holy, they will be handed over to you!"
Zhang Ruochen stared at the opposite of the Nanzhao to the holy and the fish to the holy, faintly said.
The sacred flower rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's body and turned into a large vine, extending from the ground and chasing the escaped saints.
At the same time, Nanzhao to the Holy and the fish to the holy to Zhang Ruochen attack.
"The hand of heaven."
The Nanxun to the Holy Suspension in the air, the five points to the next pressure, suddenly, the sky became extremely dark, an oppressive force, to fall, as if the power of the whole world was mobilized by her.
"Golden glass cover."
Between the hands of the holy eyes of the fish, a dazzling golden light is emitted, and the golden glazed hood of the sacred sacred sacred sacs bursts out of full force and is pressed against Zhang Ruochen.
After they showed their secrets, they really became quite powerful. If Zhang Ruochen did not break through to the true realm, it would be quite tricky to deal with it.
but now……
Zhang Ruochen stood in the same place, carrying his hands, closed his eyes, and a sword came out from the body.
Shen Yuan Gu Jian flew out, dragging a long Jianguang, and waved over to them.
"Hey."
The "hand of the heavens" was smashed, and the holy body of the holy to the south was broken into two pieces by the sword, and fell from the air, and the blood fell on the river.
The golden glazed hood was hit and flew out, and it collided with the sacred body of the fish. Suddenly, the sound of the bones broke in the body of the fish, and the body collapsed and the internal organs were broken into mud.
The vitality of the fish is so strong that it does not die. When it falls to the ground, it immediately flees to the distance.
This man wearing a bloody, too strong, is not that they can overcome…Escape, you must escape…
Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently, grabbed the blue sky bow and the white arrow, and shot it out with one arrow.
"Oh!"
The fish that escaped hundreds of miles away were so holy that they were pierced by a white arrow and burst into a bloody skeleton, which fell to the river.
Later, Zhang Ruochen stepped forward toward the upper half of the Nanzhao Holy Trinity.
In the view of Nanzhao to the Holy, as a god of death is approaching her step by step, saying: "Who are you?"
"A person who will die, there is no need to know so much."Zhang Ruochen said.
"The bounds of the knife world are in the whale river basin. Someone must have passed the news to him. You can't live for a long time."
In the eyes of Nanzhao's sacredness, a chilly light was revealed. Then, after a shock, a purple light column burst into the eyebrows and rushed to the sky.
She actually wanted to blew the holy source and died with Zhang Ruochen.
"Hey!"
Zhang Ruochen's body swayed and appeared in front of Nanzhao's holy, the palm of his hand came out with a net fire, and a palm pressed down, breaking her head first, then burning it into ashes.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the three Most Holy Stories were killed.
Zhang Ruochen found a storage bag on the body of Nanzhao, and found more than one hundred bottles in it, containing 120,000 drops of blood and 370,000 souls.
The number is small, but the level of blood and remnants is high.
Among them, the Holy Blood of the Marquis of Raksha has more than 140 drops, and the remnant of the Marquis of Raksha has more than 350.
It is also a big merit.
Then, Zhang Ruochen found the sacred and sacred storage bag of the fish, and got a lot of blood and remnants of the Raksha.
When Zhang Ruochen counts the treasures of the three saints, Qingmo picks up the silver kitchen knife on the ground, converges on the body, bends his waist, falls back and falls backwards, wants to sneak away.
"Where are you going?"
Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of Qing Mo and stopped her way.
Qing ink raised his head and immediately shook his head, saying: "I…I do not know anything……"
"If you don't know anything, just hand over the blood and the soul of your Rakshasa."Zhang Ruochen said.
Qing Mo quickly grabbed the space ring on his finger and said: "You are the Prince of the Holy King, how can you grab a girl's things?"
The space ring was given to her by Zhang Ruochen.
"You can lie to me with Chi Yao, why can't I rob you?"
Zhang Ruochen walked over to her, grabbed the wrist of Qing Mo, lifted her palms back, and then took off the space ring above her finger and said: "This is my thing, now I take it back."
"Let loose, it hurts, it hurts."
Qing Mo broke away from Zhang Ruo's hand and rubbed his wrist. He was very wronged and kneeling on the floor, his hands clasped his knees, a mist of water appeared in his eyes, and his mouth was crying and crying. "I don't want to." Lie to you, what do you bully me? I have so hard to collect so many blood and souls, I will be robbed by you all at once…I have not provoked you, what are you doing for me? ”
Zhang Ruochen probed the contents of the space ring, frowned, stared at the blue ink, and some disgusted said: "It has been a month, you have collected thirteen drops of blood and seven souls, this is your ancestor. All the gains of the spiritual world? is it a lot? ”
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